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"Aubrey Jade"


"Aubrey Jade"

Hey baby girl, it's Uncle B
And you were on my mind,
So I wrote you a little something (just for you)
Because you are truly one of a kind.
I only got to meet you once
Before I went away
But your mommy keeps me updated
And you're top of the list when I pray.
You came into this world fighting
And you'll win I have no doubt
Because you come from a long line of strong women
Who show up, show off, and show out!
I cannot wait to buy you stuff
Cute clothes, jewelry and toys
And at some point, when you're old enough
I'll help your daddy chase away the boys.
You're the baby in a family
That had so much love to give.
We laugh and joke, and sing real loud
And eat well, because that's just how we live!
You have a beautiful big sister, 
And a cool big brother, too.
And a basketball team full of cousins
Who are all madly in love with you!
And you even have me, your Uncle B
To remind you that you're wonderfully made.
Because God knew we all needed something special, 
So He sent us you, Miss Aubrey Jade.

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