Marvolo,

I dream of what could never be,
 how am I to be a mother?

An empty page writes back,
 Tom Riddled to a V.

Cross your eyes and dot your tees!
 Hold on tight, I'll sketch you a story before me.

Pink elephant game of the gods,
 please love her for when I cannot.

Belief is selfless,
 and Love can see.

Mirror of Erised,
   show her my Raef.

JK, is this yours?