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Ashlyn

Wonderful life growing 
Inside her mothers womb
Her father sits here knowing
That she will be her soon

I haven't  even seen you
Yet your beauty has already entrapped me
Nor a word you've spoken
And already I know your voice

To hold you in my arms
And count each finger and toe
As I look in your eyes
And you touch my soul

O my child I never knew
How wonderful life could be
Until that day your mother 
Told me two had become three
Written by Ryrev (Ryan Revis)
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