Mia Mia Mia mine.

We went up to the cemetery last weekend. We know another baby buried there, she died when she was little too. If you two lived she would be your Aunt Beth. Perhaps you already know each other. Tiny spirits floating on the breeze.

We went to put flowers on her grave. We also left a picture of you and each one of us let a balloon drift into the sky. I tied mine to Ripley's, so they could find you together.

I miss you my darling girl. Your sister grows each day, she is wonderful and the sparkle in my eye. I see you in her sleepy smiles and I know that you will always be with us.