To our sweet little brown and blue eyed girl,|
we will miss your crazy spins when you hear the jar of chicken sticks open..
we will miss taking you to Palm Springs and watching you run to the sandtrap..
we will miss telling you "you're so pretty"
but mostly we will miss that we won't be singing the Massata song...
our hearts are broken that your last few weeks were so hard, that you could no longer see us and
you didn't feel like yourself anymore..
please know we were always with you..play and run with your brothers now girly..
until we see you again..
know how much we treasured and loved you.
mom and dad