Purity once had a name, And beauty once had a face. Life once had a meaning, And once I was safe. Once there was freedom,

A warm sensation fills my body My heart races with every touch The softness of your voice soothes My soul As I lay there hoping

To my dear old brother, whom I love; See here

God blessed us with a son who is turning four today, every day we see His love in you, true as the purest gem. from

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