In the depths of my soul, a parent’s anguish unfurls,
As I watch my precious child face challenges that swirl,
Otherworldly in their magnitude, daunting and deep,
It breaks my heart to see them struggle, to weep.

Each day dawns with a heaviness, each night a sigh,
As I witness my child beneath a turbulent sky,
Battling with trials that seem beyond the norm,
I offer fervent prayers, trying to calm the storm.

The challenges they confront, like shadows unknown,
Otherworldly in their weight, in the seeds they’ve sown,
Yet in the core of their being, a spark aglow,
A spirit resolute, seeking to grow.

Every prayer I raise like a lantern in the dark,
Seeking divine guidance, a hopeful spark,
For my little one to find strength and might,
To conquer the challenges, to emerge into light.

May courage be their armor, resilience their shield,
In the face of trials that force them to yield,
May they find the inner fortitude to stand tall,
To navigate through the tumult, to rise after the fall.

In the sanctuary of my prayers, in the whispers of faith,
I seek solace and guidance, a comforting wraith,
Hoping for miracles, for paths to unfold,
For my child to find courage, their story retold.

Though the challenges may seem like a daunting maze,
I pray for my child to find their own ways,
To persevere with courage, to overcome and soar,
Guided by divine light, forevermore.

It breaks my heart to witness their struggle and strife,
Yet in my prayers, I find a thread of life,
A tapestry woven with love and hope so pure,
Guiding my child through challenges obscure.