His little body hurts so much
It’s not growing like it should
His bones break so easily
I’d take his pain if I could

He’s always at the doctors
Getting test after test
He cries and whines all night
Not getting any rest

What is wrong with my baby
Why is he so ill
Please God give us strength
Help us have faith in You still

Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis
The doctors finally say
His life will be rough
But he’ll have some good days

A turn for the worse--he is so sick
Back to the doctor we go
It’s not JRA after all
But the answer we do not know

More pricks and pokes for little Gage
He’s being very brave
The results are finally in
The doctor is very grave

Crying now
Almost fainting
Never dreamed
Can’t speak
Exhale slowly
Refuse to believe

Stammered questions left unanswered
Wondering how we will survive
2 to 3 months if nothing is done
Even with chemo just 3 years to live

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They shaved his head today
thinking it would be easier...
Easier than watching...
his beautiful hair fall out

It was traumatic, to say the least
His mother sobbed...
As the locks fell to the floor,
she carefully gathered every strand

It won’t be long now...
until that’s all she has...
some hair… and a few pictures
to remind her of her baby boy

God gave her the best present ever...
For a few days after the chemo began...
Gage was like any other kid...
playing, laughing, running, eating

She knows this is just the eye—
the calm before the storm
She knows the bad days
will far outnumber the good ones

And now it has ended again...
the storm is resuming
he will need two transfusions
and he no longer eats

Just how long will this last...
How long must he suffer?
She never in a million years thought
that she’d ever pray this, but she did......

"God...I know You have a plan here
I don't know what it is, but I trust you
Please, if You are going to take Gage from us
......Take him quick......

Thank You for bringing him into my life
for these precious few years
And... ... ...THANK YOU... ... ...
For welcoming him into Your Heaven…

Where he will never know a broken heart
He will never see the bad in the world
He will never feel hate, sorrow or grief
He will know nothing but love and peace

And, God, I know You know what it’s like...
... ...To lose a Son... ...
And now I will too. Help me use that
to help others who will go through it too...
~Amen"

 

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