Through the mists of time, a tale unfolds,
Of a woman’s courage, a story untold,
A remarkable 56-year journey of strife,
Living without a face, embracing life.

In the shadows of adversity’s cruel hand,
She stood tall, against the odds she’d stand,
Her face veiled from the world’s embrace,
Yet in her heart, there bloomed grace.

Each day a battle, each moment a test,
Enduring the stares, the whispers, the unrest,
But within her, a spirit unbroken and pure,
A mother’s love, steadfast and sure.

Praying daily for her child, her beacon of light,
Guiding her through the darkest of night,
In her silence, a strength profound,
A love that knows no bound.

Through surgeries and pain, she persevered,
A woman of resilience, her story revered,
For 56 years, facing what many feared,
Living without a face, yet radiating grace,
Her journey a testament to hope’s embrace.

In the mirror’s reflection, a void stared back,
Yet in her soul, there was never lack,
Of love, of courage, of unwavering might,
A beacon of hope shining bright.

Through the highs and lows of life’s cruel game,
She bore her burdens without shame,
Each day a battle, each night a prayer,
Her spirit unbroken, beyond compare.

Praying daily for her child’s success,
Her love a shield, a comforting caress,
In her eyes, a world of unspoken words,
In her heart, a song of hope that soared.

Her journey, a tapestry of strength and will,
A testament to the human spirit’s skill,
Living without a face, yet facing each day,
With a resolve that never did sway.

In the silence of her prayers, a mother’s love,
A force that soared on wings of a dove,
Through the darkness, she found her light,
A beacon of hope shining ever bright.

So let her story echo far and wide,
Of a woman who faced the world with pride,
Living without a face, yet full of grace,
Her journey a testament to hope’s embrace.