Royanne was brushing my hair. It's in that
messy in-between state of longer growth. She
held my chin and said : "When you grow
up, I want you to be somebody"
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Psalm 17:8
"Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings".
The Little Lamb
I never knew how much love my heart could hold until someone called me "mommy".
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