Violet. Old soul.
She's my sweet little girl, with a sweet old soul.
For Valentine's Day she gave me the best gift. I cried when she gave it to me. She had cut out four hearts, and connected them together by the tips. Together the four hearts made a four leaf clover. On each heart she had written bits of this poem:
My heart for you dear Mom and Dad
with love is running over.
It would take four hearts to hold it
so they're in this four leaf clover.
Love, Violet
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