"My Little buddy's buddy"

Start Scared and helpless,

Unable to take away her pain that courses through her little body.

Pricked and prodded,

Sweet baby so sore from the hands that try to make her better,

Mother so Strong yet so scared,

She knows she has to be Strong,

Mother knows her sweet baby is in good hands,

Sweet baby clings to Mother for warmth,

She is so pure,

So pure yet an evil disease trys to infect her tiny body,

Mother wonders what happened to her sweet baby,

Why does her sweet baby have to fight so young.

She stays strong for her sweet baby,

Sweet baby feels your strengths,

Sweet baby feeds off of you.

She is your fighter,

She is your mini me.

Mother sings to her sweet baby,

Encouraging her wellness,

Mother prays for her sweet baby's full recovery,

She watches as he baby fights,

Wishing it was her being poked and Prodded,

Wishing her sweet baby will recover quickly,

Mother stays strong for she knows her baby will be okay.

"Wrote this on honor of my cousin and her baby."

Created by: Joyce A. Renfro