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Francis Rodriguez

Something Specail

I live in an world whicH I can only see
I see the the beauty of life
Flowers grown every where
The rain turning to snow
Winter turning to spring
I also can feel the sadness inside
I can taste my tears when I cry
But I can not hear the cries of my child
Some times I wonder why?
Some times I wish I could hear the
Footsteps of my child or hear the
Words I love you from my husband
Burt this is something that god has
Not given me and I must learn to
Do without
Sometimes I question why?
But as I look into my child's eyes
I know god has given me some thing
Specail..my eyes and the love of my child