To my daughter Yazmin Antida
How can I forget youMy sweet young Yazmin?
You were my first-born
Happier I've never been!
You skin was reddish,
Your eyes were green.
You were the prettiest girl
The ward had seen!
Your cute face,
Your soft cries,
When they gave you in my arms
You brought tears to my eyes.
Yazmin, my daughter,
I love you so much.
And as I grow older,
Always keep in touch.
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