The Berden
She alone must face the truth.
She alone must be strong,
for she's the one that bare a child.
A child wonted, yet not.
she loved the man so it seemed.
Blonde and beautiful was he.
A stone in disguise of a jem.
Then the day, the day it came.
She knew it would.
The sun rose just as before.
Alone she stood to face the cold bitter truth.
The child growing inside her, she must face alone.
As the child grew, so did her love.
A gift sent from heaven, one just for her.
A sign from God!
A true jem, a special jem was the child.
From that moment on
she knew there was no burden she could not bare.
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