by Stacie Jackson

Created on: August 24, 2010

Please, Lord, please.

Watch over my precious baby.

As sick as she may be,

This is my Mother's Plea.

My child is my life's key,

And my husband is no where to be seen.

Please, Lord, please,

Hear my mournful plea.

Take care of my daughter,

No matter how bad the doctors say it will be.

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