By Garian Maxwell The knock is silent, yet it shakes her coreA gentle sound she cannot ignoreAs she approaches, her sorrow growsShe sees their colours, her heart is woeTheir faces set, their gazes lowA mother’s love they cannot ignoreThey say he was brave; her world becomes darkFor her little boy, her pride and lightHis flame was burned out on this…
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