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Phoenix Heart 27


"I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day."- Vincent Van Gogh

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This story is a sequel to One Last Song


On Mother's Day , those mares who are mothers' tend to enjoy being pampered by their foals or significant others. However...sometimes a Mother can't escape the knowledge that...their little one can't celebrate with her.

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This makes me remember that this is the first Mother’s Day where my mom is without her mom. My grandma passed away in Fall of last year.

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Aww. Well I'm sorry for your loss. I do hope that my story provokes happy memories of her.

And up until you brought god into this, I was going to upvote the story. Honestly, rewritten as everything after as not explained at all, and it would be fine.

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Fair enough as that's your opinion. That is simply the direction I wanted this to go in. Also, to note, I said:"Whatever god was listening". While that does iterate to religeon, I however never state which one. Hell, it could've been some mystical god-like being in the MLP world for all I cared.

“I love you too mama. But you and dad have got to be strong now. Just because I’m gone from Equus, doesn’t mean I’m gone forever. You’ll see me again soon . So long as you hold me in your heart, I’ll always be there mama.”, Serenity replied, her eyes filled with tears as she was held by her mama. A tender hoof stroking her long brown mane lovingly.

:fluttershbad::raritycry:!

FEEEEEEELS:raritydespair:!!!

9079090
That's the point! Also, if you listened to the song then you know partially why I based this story on it.

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