In the stillness of the night, a mother's cry,
Echoes through the darkness, reaching the sky,
Lily Potter, with courage untold,
Faces the darkness, fierce and bold.
As whispers of tragedy weave through the air,
She holds her son, with tender care,
A vow unspoken, in her heart's embrace,
To shield him from harm, in this perilous place.
With tears streaming down her face so fair,
She faces the shadow, without a single prayer,
For love is her shield, and love is her sword,
As she stands between her son and the dark lord.
Through the crackling of spells, and the roar of despair,
She stands unwavering, with a mother's glare,
For in her eyes burns a fierce flame,
A mother's love, with no end to its claim.
Though the night may be long, and the shadows deep,
Lily Potter's love will forever keep,
Her son safe from harm, through the darkest of nights,
Guiding him through the labyrinth of frights.
And though her sacrifice may be the ultimate cost,
Her love lives on, never to be lost,
For in the heart of her son, her spirit will dwell,
A beacon of love, in the darkness's spell.
So let her courage be known, let her sacrifice be told,
Lily Potter's love, more precious than gold,
For in the face of darkness, her light shines true,
A mother's protection, forever imbued.
