The Lindbergh Kidnapping: Mom's point of view

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The Lindbergh Kidnapping, 1932
My tiny son is gone.
He has been taken.
I have this hurting inside me.
Pain.
My baby boy is dead.
His body is in pieces,
All because of one man
How could he do it,
Cause my family all this hurt?
Was this my revenge, my husbands?
We will never know.
One day Justice will be served
My baby will live in Peace.





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