Sweet Little Ronny

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    Sweet Little Ronny

    As you lay there sleeping,
    I wonder what you're dreaming of.
    Do you see the ones you love
    or perhaps the ones you miss?
    You're growing up so fast
    right before my eyes.
    You're my precious gift
    from God, and how thankful I am for you.
    Oh my Sweet Little Ronny,
    I often wonder about how much you understand.
    I often wonder if Austin visits
    you in your sleep and if you
    two would be the best of friends
    if he were here today.
    Just know that Mommy loves
    you and always will.
    For you are my precious
    gift from God, that I will
    always cherish.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    rose081900’s Poems (8)

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