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BABY`S CRY
Have lived their too short lives
knowing nothing but The special little angels that god has let us
borrow Their tiny little hands hold on
to big hands they adore Why must we find such angels in
garbage cans and rivers When babies
are so tiny they do not understand Where was she when they needed her,where were the loving arms. The ones that were supposed to guard and keep them from all harm. Why were those eyes so hateful,why`s
mommy being so mean DearLord,I`m just a baby,please
make her understand Oh God,I thought you told me that
she would love me so You said thats she would kiss me
and hold me when I cry I am too small to crawl right now
and much to small to walk I promise I`II be happy,I promise
I won`t cry To be the perfect baby I`II do
my very best Maybe someone will find me before
the break of dawn Diane Rico
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