In the quiet moments of the day’s embrace,
My heart aches with a tender grace,
Gazing upon my child’s resilient light,
Shining through the shadows of our plight.

Despite life’s challenges, we bravely stand,
Hand in hand, heart to heart, and hand in hand,
In my beloved’s spirit, a beauty so rare,
A beacon of hope in the midst of despair.

I find solace in the rhythm of my prayers,
Sending whispers of faith into the airs,
Hoping for a future bathed in gentle light,
Where my child’s sorrows take their flight.

Each day unfolds with trials and tears,
Yet in my child’s presence, all fear clears,
For their strength and courage, a guiding flame,
In my prayers, I whisper their name.

I dream of tomorrows free from pain,
Where joy and laughter freely reign,
Where my beloved child can dance and play,
In a world where worries fade away.

Through the trials, we walk hand in hand,
Bound by a love that will forever stand,
My heart aches, yet it also sings,
For in my child’s spirit, hope springs.

So I hold onto faith, in prayers and plea,
For a brighter future I long to see,
Where my child’s beautiful spirit can soar,
Free from the burdens life bore.

In the quiet of the night’s embrace,
I find strength in my child’s grace,
And in the promise of a new day’s start,
I hold onto hope in my heart.