Criselda

I made love to bear love
And the very same love grew in me
Funny how it was starting counting from 1
Making me behave like that crazy one
Come dawn you chose my food
I didn’t mind because we were intertwined
I did grind because l was counting down
And nine down the line there you came
My dream became a hymn
My name became mom
Oh l said welcome home
A Gift of God we named you
Not knowing the heavens will claim you
As l pen this lam in pain
Time and time again l try to train my brain and tell it that you went to play and if l count to ten l will see you smiling there
But l gat to learn that you were God’s
Till we meet again Criselda
Love you always

((((((Hugs Terry)))))

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