Mary

Fatima called Mary the Mother of Christ
Born in a manger destine to save the world
Little is known about this Women's enthrone
The one who carried our savor to his throne

An honor of plight was bestowed upon her
But hidden among these fables written
Nourishing the King of Kings through life
Protecting him from harm as a mother would

Focusing on our Savor she is hidden among the clouds
Imagine a mother in a manger giving birth so proud
Imagine her fears of what was to come
Guided by God but yet her life was unknown

Fatima she is called:
The Mother of our King

Contest: Fatima
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
Date Created: 10/17/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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