An icy hatred in my

An icy hatred in my hearrt, although I've never met her.  

How could she leave behind a baby girl to chase a romance?

She left a diamond in search of a rock.  

 

Dancing in her diaper watching Sesame Street, baby giggles are infectious.  

An icy hatred melts to pity.  

She will never know as pure a happiness as this.  

 

Thank you for your daughter, I'm sorry you didn't see how special she is.  

I love this little girl with all my heart. 

She is teaching me to love you too.  

Only love grows family trees.  

 

A little girl teaches her evil stepmother to take every step with forgiveness in the love direction.  

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