My Childs Last Breath

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    My Childs Last Breath

    All things with in are fading...
    I still attend my joys,No bond so strong...No friends so dear and sweet

    Leaving behind memerable pasts
    How soon may be death
    We both are ignorant,but yet love is all around us

    Many faults that well...you know i have and when my young feels no grief as i no harm,but love the dead who long laid in my arms

    Look at my little baby
    And if they love thereself or love me
    I kiss my baby for it lives to rest,my tears I cry, this farwell did take
    God is trying to show me apart that happiness did not make.

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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