By: Ardis E. Parshall - May 05, 2015 My Baby By Joseph L. Townsend My heart beat with a throbbing painWhen my baby passed away!Within my throat, in a refrainThat choked me o’er and o’er againWere words that never could be saidAbout my wee one, too soon dead –Yet Hope’s bright star shone overheadWhen my baby passed away! What could a mother’s love foreseeWhen my baby passed away?All that a fervent love could beWas bound up in th...
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