"Whispers of the Soul: Poetic Reveries"

Mother? Mother!

In a world where shadows creep,
A tale unfolds, poignant and deep.
A child once cradled in love's embrace,
Now left alone, a vacant space.

Once upon a tender morn,
A bond so precious, newly born.
A mother's touch, a whispered sigh,
Promises made, she can't deny.

But alas, the winds of fate did blow,
And darkness cast its gloomy shadow.
Through tears and fears, the mother strayed,
Leaving her child, heartbreak portrayed.

Innocence shattered, trust undone,
The little one left under a fading sun.
With eyes so wide, her spirit aches,
The emptiness within, a void she wakes.

Whispers of abandonment sting her heart,
Loneliness grips, tearing her apart.
A world unknown, so vast and cold,
Yet, courage flickers, her spirit bold.

She walks the path of the wounded deer,
Through meadows gray, without a cheer.
But deep within, a strength takes flight,
A flame ignited, burning bright.

In every tear that gently falls,
A resilience grows, as hope recalls.
She finds solace in the starry night,
And in the moon's embrace, she finds her light.

With every dawn, a new beginning,
She discovers strength, her heart's still singing.
For in her journey, she'll come to see,
The power within, the soul set free.

Through twists and turns, she'll learn to mend,
Her mother's absence, she will transcend.
For love's not limited to blood alone,
It blooms in bonds, where seeds are sown.

She'll find surrogate arms, a loving embrace,
A chosen family, with warmth and grace.
And in her own heart, she'll find the power,
To heal the wounds, to bloom like a flower.

So let the world bear witness to her story,
A child abandoned, transformed in glory.
For she will rise, strong and tall,
A survivor's spirit, she'll recall.

And as she walks through life's grand tapestry,
Her strength and resilience forever set free.
A testament to the human soul's might,
A child abandoned, now shining bright.