Wednesday, April 20, 2011

HE IS MY CHILD

He is my child.
He is so precious, innocent, and mild.
He was born to me.
...He has a Disability.

There are times I cannot reach him.
And I don't know what to do.
He is "hurting" - and I "hurt" too.

It is difficult for him to express what he would
like to say.
And I ask the Lord to take the pain away.

For with my child- he is going through a Phase.
And I hold on to better days.
As I Pray For Him

I Pray For Him 
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