In the shadowed corners of a tender age, I lost the world I knew, left a blank page. Abused and broken, seven years in night, Yet held the hope, a single guiding light. At seven's brink, a tiny life I bore, A glimpse of purpose, opening a door. Then time, the healer, offered me anew Three souls to cherish, their tender hopes in view. Through storms we sailed, though bruised and tempest-tossed, I counted blessings, yet bore the deepest cost. My first's departure, left me torn in two, Yet here I stand, to fight, to see it through. For sisters' laughter, for their dreams to soar, I mend the heart that once felt less, not more. Your legacy, dear son, my guiding flame, In every moment, I'll honor your name. Traumas linger, shadows may abide, But in their love, I find the light inside. A promise to nurture, to see them rise, In their eyes, I find the strength to survive.