Cody |
By Darla Oldham, 1991 |
I had a little baby
But something sure went wrong. He cannot hear a whisper, And his body's not too strong. He loves his Mom and Daddy As his twinkling eyes reveal. And his precious little smile Could melt a heart of steel. But I wish some people understood The pain I feel inside. For on the day that he was born Another baby died. The one that I'd envisioned, The one we had planned for He'd be a handsome athlete That the girls would all adore. But in his place a child was left Struggling to survive. A floppy little rag doll, But at least he was “Alive”. I cannot make him better But my strength can be his own. I'll swing with him and slide with him And love him 'til I'm gone. So understand that every time You see my smiling face There'll always be some grief in me Just put up in its place. I keep it there 'til I'm alone And then I have to cry For all the things he cannot do And fear that he will die. I'm thankful for some friends of ours And they know who they are. They help me to get through each day. They think my son's a “star”. In this world and in this town And even in my home, There are others who know my pain. I am not alone. But we have seen a whole new light Through children such as mine. There's so much we must learn about life And, oh so little time. We all have things that we must learn. These kids are here to teach us. Let's open up our hearts and minds; and let the good Lord reach us. |