In the hush of each dawn, my heart weighs heavy,
Watching my child with a face unique, yet levy,
Born with a deformity, a path unknown,
I carry a burden, feeling utterly alone.

Disheartened and sorrowful, tears unspoken,
In the quiet of my prayers, a bond unbroken,
I reach out to the heavens, seeking solace,
For my child’s suffering, I pray to erase.

Each day, a plea rises from my soul,
For God’s gentle touch to make my child whole,
To ease their pain, to bring them peace,
And in their heart, let joy increase.

In the silence of my hope, in the depths of night,
I hold onto faith, seeking a guiding light,
For my child, with a unique face to bear,
Deserves a life free from despair.

In the warmth of my prayers, a mother’s plea,
For God’s mercy to set my child free,
To grant them strength, to light their way,
And lead them to a brighter day.

Through the shadows of doubt, I find belief,
In God’s grace, in His profound relief,
For my child, born with a face uncommon,
Deserves love, joy, and blessings, unbroken.

So I kneel each night, each morn that breaks,
Beseeching God for the love He makes,
To ease my child’s suffering, to bring them cheer,
And in their eyes, wipe away every tear.