I am not quite sure where she went. Maybe South, but Winter is drawing to a close.
But my baby girl is gone. She did leave someone in her place, though. A little girl.
When my baby girl cried, she would have me hold her as she placed her head in my shoulder.
That is no more. Now she wants to sit on my lap when she mourns and put her head to my chest (her ear is in my chest, not her face).
I will miss my baby girl, but methinks I will sorely love this little girl.
Welcome to your third year, Sarah Lu. I love you.
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