In a world of light and shades of gray,
A loving mother embraces the way.
Her heart, full of tenderness and care,
Carries within a secret, a burden to bear.
For deep within her womb's gentle space,
A monster of hate begins to embrace.
Born from the depths of darkness untamed,
A volatile chaos, fiercely inflamed.
But this mother, so full of love divine,
Sees past the surface, yearning to find,
A flicker of humanity, buried deep within,
For every creature deserves a chance to begin.
She nurtures this monster with love's tender hand,
Understanding in her heart, she takes a firm stand.
Though fear may linger, doubts try to shrink,
A mother's love is unyielding, refusing to sink.
As her body expands, so does her prayer,
Hoping for a miracle, a soul to repair.
She paints dreams on the nursery wall,
Love's hues to cover darkness, to cure them all.
Through sleepless nights and challenging days,
The mother stays steadfast, never strays.
She whispers lullabies of peace and affection,
Seeking solace in this extraordinary connection.
With her touch of grace, she shapes destiny's mold,
For a mother's love is fearless, never wanting to withhold.
She teaches compassion, forgiveness, and empathy,
Knowing that love is the answer, the only remedy.
And as the seasons change, so does the monster's course,
Transformed by love's might and its formidable force.
From the womb, a creature of fury emerges,
But love's tender touch, it finally converges.
The monster, once fueled by pure hatred's fire,
Now finds solace and peace, love becoming its sire.
With every beat, with every breath it takes,
The monster's heart learns to heal, no longer breaks.
For a loving mother believed in its soul,
And beyond the darkness, love's light took control.
In her embrace, the monster turned anew,
Becoming a testament to love's power so true.
So, let this story be a reminder each day,
That love can transform, no matter the fray.
For even a monster, born from pure hate,
Can find redemption in a loving mother's fate.
I'm thinking about it, still planning, just an idea I wish to share and hear what your thoughts are, I'm open to opinions and whatnot
(BTW, it's Mother Medaka and Son 682, or should it be a daughter 682? Give your advice and suggestions~)