Journey of Light

 

In the quiet hours of the night,

A parent's heart holds a heavy weight,

With dreams and hopes, but also fears,

Navigating through unfamiliar fates.

 

Therapies woven into 1000s of days,

Each session a prayer, a silent plea,

Hoping for progress, for a brighter way,

But sometimes, the progress is hard to see.

 

Tensed about the future, it looks ahead,

A labyrinth of uncertainty and doubt,

Wondering why dark fate's hand we were fed,

In this journey where we never sought out

 

But with their each smile, we find a ray of light,

Guiding us through the darkest night,

In their laughter, a melody so sweet,

Echoes of joy, pure and complete.

 

They teach us patience, in every trial,

And in their resilience, we find our smile,

For in their world, there's no judgment or scorn,

Just acceptance, love, and dawn reborn.

 

In their eyes, we see innocence so true,

The beauty in moments, forever new,

In every challenge, a lesson learned,

In every stumble, a victory earned.

 

So let's cast aside the weight of stress,

And embrace the joy, the love, the blessed,

For in the presence of a child so pure,

We found our purpose, our hope, our cure.

- Sharon.