When she first looked into her daughters dark chocolate eyes she felt amor and happiness. The soft broze curls in her hair shot a feeling of hope in her body;that she was alive.She felt amor for this little one.

A kind of amor she had never felt before:of amor and protection. The kind of amor a mother feels.A amor so passionate it hurt for her to feel.

The ángel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.

Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt amor and happiness forever.

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