My sister-in-law, a senior in high school, wrote this poem and presented it to Jeff and I for Christmas. I thought that I'd share it with everyone.
Miracle in Progress by Kristin M. Marshall (2010)
My eyes light up when I see a baby's face.
Cute little fingers, and eyes so bright.
I was excited when Ethan was born.
His parents were filled with delight.
We soon discovered that he wasn't quite normal;
All children are special in a way.
But young Ethan may lose his hearing or sight,
And the only thing to do is pray.
My insides twist around in a knot
When I see my mother's silent tears ---
We know he will be made fun of,
Laughed at in high school we fear.
I hate the thought of sweet Ethan
Living with hardships in life.
Even his kind, loving parents
Will deal with struggles and strife.
Though through it all we'll remember,
God has a plan for him too.
But for now we will call him "my pumpkin,"
And keep whispering, "I love you."
Miracle in Progress by Kristin M. Marshall (2010)
My eyes light up when I see a baby's face.
Cute little fingers, and eyes so bright.
I was excited when Ethan was born.
His parents were filled with delight.
We soon discovered that he wasn't quite normal;
All children are special in a way.
But young Ethan may lose his hearing or sight,
And the only thing to do is pray.
My insides twist around in a knot
When I see my mother's silent tears ---
We know he will be made fun of,
Laughed at in high school we fear.
I hate the thought of sweet Ethan
Living with hardships in life.
Even his kind, loving parents
Will deal with struggles and strife.
Though through it all we'll remember,
God has a plan for him too.
But for now we will call him "my pumpkin,"
And keep whispering, "I love you."
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