Sorry Mom for
your loss
How can we
compensate such loss!
We know how you
feel
As if it’s not
real
But God chose
him
To be in
Paradise
The eternal
bliss
But forever him
you will miss
Where’s my
son?!
The apple of my
eye
Please my
little flower don’t go dry
I want him back
For God’s sake
bring him back
I hear you Mom
but do not cry
I’m a MARTYR
God saved me
much laughter
And I’m happy
forever after
If you can here
me, I wish
I’m still
alive, blood and flesh
At last I am making
you a wish
Peace upon you
Mom
Peace
upon you Son
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