In the quiet of my heart, a prayer takes flight,
For my child, born with a challenge in their sight,
A disability that shapes their unique path,
Testing my faith in the aftermath.

Despite the hurdles that life has shown,
I find solace in prayer, not feeling alone,
Hoping for my child’s happiness bright,
And relief from feeling abandoned in the night.

Since birth, this burden they carry with grace,
A challenge that paints their life’s embrace,
Yet in their eyes, a spirit so pure,
A resilience that will endure.

I whisper to the heavens, seeking a sign,
Asking for guidance, a hint so divine,
For strength to bear this weight with care,
And courage to face what isn’t fair.

In moments of doubt, I turn to prayer,
A beacon of hope in the midst of despair,
Trusting in a plan beyond my view,
Believing in a love that rings true.

For my child, I ask for joy and peace,
For their struggles to one day cease,
May they find solace in their own unique way,
And know they’re cherished every day.

Though at times it feels like a lonely road,
I hold onto faith, a comforting bode,
Praying for my child’s happiness to bloom,
And for God’s light to dispel the gloom.