The new bright star on the sky by Ann WoodThis night the sky will be even brighter for us ...
Baby Mitko is already his brightest star.
Our hearts are quiet, our souls are crying ...
but he no longer feels pain ...
Honey small, innocent ...
Flies high! Play tirelessly!
Have fun laughing! Every tear we love you, dear child.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2019-08-14 at 00:38
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