Baby Ben

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I say a prayer for Baby Ben each night
And wonder why he has to suffer such a plight.
 
Life is cruel. Life isn`t fair.
Why must he suffer, when so many care?
 
As much as I love God, I must wonder why. . .
Over this child, He makes us cry.
 
 I am hoping for a miracle, or a cure.
This darling baby, so clean, so pure.
 
It is with a heavy heart, I plead.
Somehow make this infant find the answer we all will need.
 
For truly all the Stokmans have been put to the test.
Please, Dear God, my heart needs a rest.
 
by
 
Catherine Kush