...always...

little one i shall, for the better part of my life, keep you like a favored poem in my heart.  A perfect angel you are, untainted by the world.  Your womb will never find end, it will encompass the sphere of sky.  I could only imagine your beauty and it will be fulfilled.  May Mary caress your tender cheek and provide for you infinite comfort.  This is a bitter world and the chill draught of air will be for me to suffer.  There is triumph in this, there is a conquering nature of perfect innocence.  Turn ours eyes then on a sun that will never set.  It will warm us in the same glorious coat of light.  May those that seek harm, that celebrate death, find their reward.  No one can take from you.
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