the purple mountain side, He made the gorgeous coloring with which the sunset's dyed. He made the hills and covered them with glory. He made the sparkle on the dewdrop, and the flicker of light and the shade. Then knowing all the earth needed was a climax for its charms, He made a woman with a baby in her arms. He made the
arching rainbow that's
A soft pretty
blanket embellished
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Guardian and Comforter of Mothers who mourn |
Guardian of Lost Children |
These are excerpts from a letter I wrote to you in 1983... "My son, they told me I need to name you, however, this is very
"When my parents (my dad and step-mother) found out, I felt a great
deal
"After I signed the papers to give you up for adoption, I was allowed
"I am in the hospital taking care of myself. I am realizing a
lot
"I hope you were raised in a very loving home with all the
"Love Always,
As I said, this was written in 1983. You were born July 7, 1977,
in
This Mother's Day, 1998, I still long to hear from my son, I know
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This
is me, Linda, also known as ^Dolphin,
by my
friends on the internet. I am 38
and
live in West Texas. I am a nurse at a
local
hospital. You can visit my other pages
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