April 23 1998
Quail
Our Little Darling Baby that walked into our life.
Your tiny features will impress the love that you were able to bring us
oh but so breifly. I will remember the feedings and the wiping of your tiny
face. I am so sorry that I could do no more for you than to just keep
trying to keep you with us. Your tiny squeaks still ring in my mind and
I hear them through the day even though you are gone.
The morning you left us you were in my hand....The last moment that I
got to touch you and let you know that I was here with you.
I miss you very much and I will always remember my little baby
with the big heart.
I hope that you will remember me the Mom with no feathers
but all the love a Mom could have for her baby.
Your Loving Surrogate Mom....
Mary
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