Loved anyway

Accorfing to my makers, my mom and my dad,

I am a blessing,most beautifully made

They asked God for me and their dream  came true.

A little girl that was all  they wanted.

With 10 fingers and toes, brown wavey hair and my Nana's nose.

I am their perfect girl no matter what I do

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