Sickness Poem

A little boy is sick in the hospital and his mother prays for his recovery.

Precious Boy

© Kelli Schraer


His little eyes so sad,
His mouth turned in a frown.
Why does this little boy feel so bad?
What is causing him to be down?

His smile used to be so grand,
But now he hangs onto life by a strand.
He doesn't deserve this pain,
We all have the right to complain.

His mother stays by his side,
As the doctors remain to reside.
Please she cries, let him find a way out.
Erase our faces of this doubt.

This little boy is so precious,
His happiness is infectious.
His life will be so great,
He will overcome his fearful fate.

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Published: Feb 2006

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