In the gaze of my child, a beauty so rare,
Challenged since birth, a burden we share,
My heart breaks at the trials they face,
Yet in prayer, I seek solace and grace.

Their unique beauty, a gem in the rough,
In a world that can be unkind and tough,
I stand as a parent, strong and true,
Turning to prayer for guidance anew.

Each day, as the sun rises high,
I lift my voice to the vast, open sky,
Hoping for miracles to ease their strife,
To bring comfort and healing into their life.

To see my child in moments of pain,
Struggling against a world that can disdain,
It breaks my heart, yet fuels my plea,
For a brighter future where they’re free.

In the silence of my whispered words,
I seek solace from the chirping birds,
Believing in the power of faith and love,
To lift my child on wings like a dove.

Resilient and brave, they face each day,
Their spirit shining in a unique way,
In their eyes, a story of strength untold,
In my prayers, their journey I enfold.

May miracles descend like gentle rain,
Alleviating my child’s every pain,
May their unique beauty shine even brighter,
In a world where love is the true fighter.

As a parent, I stand with unwavering might,
In the realm of prayer, seeking the light,
Hoping for a future where their challenges cease,
In the embrace of miracles, in the arms of peace.