Tiny and Frail

                    Silent cries are what he peeps
                    When he lay there trying to sleep
                    So fragile and frail, my darling son
                    I often wonder what has he done
                    To deserve such a fight at his young age
                    It often leaves me feeling rage
                    Please dear God I need your help
                    To face the challenge my baby's been dealt
                    His tiny body so fragile and weak
                    God, I know you hear me when I speak
                    I often sit just watching him sleep
                    Other times I just sit here and weep
                    How is it possible that my newborn son
                    Could be dealt such a challenge when he's so young?
                    Where on earth did we go wrong?
                    Or is this a lesson in being strong?
                    I often ask these questions you see
                    Wondering if the answers will come to me
                    I pray that you will keep him strong
                    Because he has never done anything wrong
                    Please give him hope, and all your love
                    My dearest Heavenly Father above

                Written by Deborah R
                copyright August 30 1979