In the quiet of my heart, a storm of emotions brew,
As my child came into this world, a face askew,
Resembling a demon, a twist of fate unkind,
Leaving me heartbroken, with a heavy burden on my mind.

Each day begins with a sorrowful sigh,
Watching my child with a tear in my eye,
Praying fervently for his relief from this plight,
For his face deformity to fade from sight.

The weight of his appearance, a burden to bear,
Yet in his eyes, a spark of resilience rare,
A mother’s love, a guiding light in the dark,
Leading him through life’s challenging arc.

In the stillness of my prayers, a plea sincere,
For his relief from this affliction, for his path to clear,
Hoping for his continued happiness and peace,
For his suffering and struggles to finally cease.

Day by day, I carry the weight of grief,
Praying for his relief, seeking a sense of relief,
Hoping for his happiness to shine bright,
In a world that often dims the light.

Through the pain and the tears, I find my way,
To love him unconditionally, come what may,
Believing in a future where he can thrive,
Where his happiness and joy will truly arrive.

For my child born with a face so unique,
I offer my prayers, gentle and meek,
Hoping for his relief from this affliction’s strain,
For his happiness to bloom and forever reign.

In the face of adversity, my love stands tall,
A beacon of hope amidst it all,
For when a child is born with a face unknown,
A mother’s love will always be shown.