Lord, may she know, somewhere deep inside, that I am coming.
May she hear my voice in her dreams, telling her stories about her brothers and sisters. Telling her I love her. Telling her that she has not been forgotten.
Please, God, let her know, somehow, that I know her name, and I love her.
Protect her. Keep her safe. Make the time until we are together pass quickly.
Do not let her believe, for a second, that she is forgotten.
Remind her everyday that I am coming soon.
mama
14 years ago
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