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If I try
Really hard
Sometimes
In the deep, dark cold
Of a January night
I can still feel the weight of you in my arms.

I will always
remember your presence
as you swam and grew
tucked safely inside your Mama.

And sometimes
when it's really late at night
and the weight of the world
has been upon my shoulders
God lets me feel the weight
of you
in my arms again

And for a few moments
You are there
and I kiss your downy head
as you wrap your tiny hand
around my finger

I inhale the baby scent of you
and the bitter sweet
loveliness of it all
makes me cry.

I will always feel the weight of you in my Mama's heart.

Miss you sweet girl.......
  XO