In the depths of my heart, a prayer takes flight,
For my child, a soul in the shadows of night,
Abandoned by God, burdened with pain,
A severe deformity, a mark not in vain.
I pray each day for relief from this plight,
For my child to bask in a healing light,
To be free from suffering, to find some ease,
To embrace life’s joys, to feel at peace.
With a face bearing scars of a harsh fate,
I plead for mercy, I implore, I wait,
For a miracle to touch this precious being,
To lift their spirit, to aid in their seeing.
Join me, I urge, in this heartfelt plea,
For my child’s agony to cease and be free,
Let our prayers unite, let our hopes ascend,
For a future where pain and sorrow mend.
In the silence of night, in the depths of despair,
I lift my voice in a plea, a whispered prayer,
For my child, forsaken by fate’s cruel hand,
To find solace, to be healed, to finally stand.
Together, let us bow our heads and pray,
For a brighter tomorrow, for a sunlit day,
For my child, for all who bear heavy loads,
May love and compassion pave their roads.
