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

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

The Angel 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 Amore and happiness forever.

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