In the quiet depths of a parent’s heart,
Lies a sorrow that sets their world apart,
As a child is born with a deformity rare,
A burden heavy for them to bear.

Each day dawns with earnest prayer,
For the child’s escape from despair,
Through tear-stained nights and hopeful days,
They seek solace in their silent gaze.

A future uncertain, a path unclear,
Yet love and hope drive away the fear,
In the cradle of their arms, a precious life,
Filled with struggles, yet shining bright.

Prayers whispered with every breath,
For the child’s journey through life and death,
May suffering be but a passing storm,
And a bright future their hearts transform.

Through hospitals and doctor’s care,
The parents stand, a steadfast pair,
Guiding their child through trials and pain,
Hoping for sunshine after rain.

In the child’s eyes, a spark of grace,
A soul that shines in its own embrace,
Deformity fades in love’s pure light,
A beacon in the darkest night.

Strength found in the parent’s plea,
A bond that transcends what eyes can see,
For in their child, they find a way,
To hope for a brighter, joyful day.

So they pray with all their might,
For the child’s future to be bright,
In sorrow’s shadow, love remains,
And in their hearts, a hope sustains.