Blonde locks, Blue eyes…

Blonde locks, Blue eyes…

Today you are my baby again Isabella. Do you remember Dad? He used to follow you with the Camera. I could NOT get a bad photo of what you were… lilting, sweet, an attitude of a rebel. How bittersweet the memory of my souls twin. Forget the 11 years of loss baby girl… ♥️. I will always remember the dancer…
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