Sitting on His Throne
Sitting back and watching you grow,
made my heart flourencently glow.
All the worries, doubts, and fears,
left you with an abundance of tears.
But with your little petite heart,
made you look past all the damage
and allowed yourself a fresh new start.
Now you come back with new fears and doubts,
But this time just look up to the who counts.
He loves you so much, more than I can ever love,
Him, sitting upon his throne, watching from above.
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