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to my daughter |
Her name is Maisie Mae and I love her more each day. I wish she would come to stay, but she lives far away, much to my dismay. She is my sun ray, and when I pray not to go astray, God hears words I convey. And lights the way. I call my daughter 'Maisie Mae,' a joke in our family way. Sometimes tears betray when I want laughter to stay. Our love we always display. She is Emily, not Maisie Mae and I am missing her today. I wish my tears would go away, and happiness would stay, but she isn't here, to my dismay. |