In a world of tender whispers and fragile dreams,
There lived a mother named Carol, or so it seems.
With eyes that held compassion, a heart full of love,
She embraced life's challenges from heavens above.
But fate can be cruel, weaving threads unforeseen,
As Carol embarked on a journey, both fierce and serene.
For she brought forth a child, a beacon of light,
A beautiful soul, Jamie, shining ever so bright.
Yet life's tapestry shifted, casting shadows profound,
As blood clots emerged, a silent threat unbound.
Carol fought the battle, her spirit unyielding,
But the clot's icy grasp was firmly concealing.
In the stillness of twilight, her breath took its leave,
Leaving Jamie bewildered, struggling to believe.
A son left behind, with a heart heavy and worn,
In a world that seemed colder since the day he was born.
With every tear shed, Jamie stood tall,
For Carol's love echoed through memories and all.
In her arms, he found solace, a haven of grace,
Embracing his journey, as a transgender embrace.
He honored her legacy, her spirit alive,
A testament to love, how it could survive.
In Jamie's truth, her essence remained,
A beacon of courage, their bond unchained.
The world may cast judgment, but love knows no bounds,
For Carol's love thrived in whispers and sounds.
She held Jamie's hand as he walked his own path,
Navigating a world that often faced wrath.
Together they persevered, through highs and through lows,
Jamie's strength fueled by the love that still grows.
In their hearts, Carol's memory eternally burns,
Her light guiding them, as life takes its turns.
So let us remember Carol, a mother so dear,
Whose love transcends time, forever held near.
In the tapestry of life, she left an indelible trace,
As Jamie finds courage, embracing his own space.