A Child upon The Throne
As a mother, You have lost one of your own. But don't ever feel guilty for he loved you far more than known. The pain you have burning inside, while you mourn. Your child is so graciously boasting of his mother back home. Telling all the angels, of the maternal being whom it was that blessed his side. No love like that have many ever known, but your child, A child Upon The throne.
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Art created for a friend whom lost her son