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My First Pray For My Baby…
Give me patience when little hands,
Tug at me with small demands,
Give me gentle words and smiling eyes
And keep my lips from sharp replies,
So in years to come when my house is still
Beautiful memories it’s rooms may fill…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag
Soul Reader 
So beautiful!!! Love it! 🙂
Thanks…
Reblogged this on Worldly Winds and commented:
Awww sooo sweet,
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What a beautiful, beautiful prayer…so sweet and profoundly lovely…
A beautiful sentiment. Will be very challenging to stick to it over the years!
Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart…