You scream and kick your tiny, filthy feet. “I love you,” I whisper as I lay you down on concrete steps. You will drink warm milk tonight.
You scream and kick your tiny, filthy feet. “I love you,” I whisper as I lay you down on concrete steps. You will drink warm milk tonight.
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So much sadness and tragedy wrapped up in one small bundle.
Such love wrapped up in this sad story.
Thank you!
Hmm… not sure why my last comment didn’t show up… Thank you for your comments!