By Amy Fonda
11 years old
Maybe she wasn’t meant to be, but I wish I could have her in our arms in our warm house.
She’s in heaven and that’s what counts, With God, with lots of pleasure. I’ll have to wait till Eternity to be with her forever, But till then you’re in my heart Little Laura Rose.
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