Awwww my Gentle Soul! What a truly precious little angel you are!
This poem made me cry little one. I love you so much!
Please don't worry about me little one, I have always been a fighter, and being as sick as I am, is no exception.
I will play along and dance a little dance with Death, BUT when that dance is over, I will knock Death to the floor, just like I have so very many times in my life.
I am so very proud of you my precious Gentle Soul and I love you very much. I apologize honey, but your Christmas present is going to have to be a little bit late. =(