Dearest Klee,

I wanted to share a poem with you, you may have already seen it. It gave me some comfort and I hope that it can bring you a little comfort as well. Phoebe knew you and you knew her, she had a wonderful 9 months being carried by her beautiful mummy.

Please don’t tell them you never got to know me
It is I whose kicks you will always remember,
I who gave you heartburn that a dragon would envy,
I who couldn't seem to tell time and got your days and nights mixed up,
It is I who acknowledged your craving for peach ice cream by knocking the cold bowl off your belly,
I who went shopping and helped you pick out the "perfect" teddy bear for me,
I who liked to be cradled in your belly and rocked off to dreamy slumber by the fire,
It is I who never had a doubt about your love,
It is I who was able to put a lifetime of joy into an instant
- Pat Schwiebert

Take care
Luv & hugs
Lynn
xxxxx