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Ima Ryma


A.I.D.S. Orphan


Dear Micki, You will always be
Your Daddy's favorite little girl.
Some day you'll be with Mom and me.
Till then, be good for Uncle Earl.
It was my fault that we got sick.
I pray to God that you'll forgive
Me my mistakes. I'm sorry Mick.
I gave you one hard life to live;
But Micki, face it with a grin.
Fill up your heart with hope and love.
Be sure to take your medicine.
There's nothing you can't rise above.

Remember when you hurt so bad,
Mom and I are with you. Love Dad.

Submitted: Thursday, October 18, 2007
Edited: Friday, October 28, 2011

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