by Denise Maygard.........................................
I felt sad sent than.Do I live witht he pain...Deal with my pain is get harder sent my aunt is in your arm.How can I go through the pain.I know you know what better your our father up above...Tell them I think about them every day,And love them.Even my bestfriend.also.And tell her I miss her,And I miss them all.My babies who are in your care is my angels.