A bittersweet tale unfolds, no tone to trace
For on this day, a mother's light did fade
A stroke's cruel hand, her life betrayed
Yet amidst the sorrow, a glimmer of hope
A daughter returned, from New York she did cope
To find solace and strength in family's embrace
Together they'd heal, in this sacred space
A video game site, a passion pursued
A creative outlet, where dreams were brewed
Through pixels and code, a new world did bloom
A legacy born, from a mother's room
No poetic structure, for emotions run wild
No syllable count, for grief can't be styled
Yet through the pain, a smile does appear
A reminder of love, that's always near
Thanksgiving, a day of gratitude and grace
Though tinged with sadness, love finds its place
In memories cherished, and stories shared
A language of love, that can't be compared
So let us gather, in this moment of thanks
To honor the past, and the love that ranks
No words can express, the depth of our loss
But together we heal, and find strength across
BY: M.L. VALENTINE 💝