Why My Baby?

My child, my everything, I brought you into this life for a reason

Your smile, the way you looked at me, you knew I was your mom

Saying your first word, taking your first steps

A miracle of life and the greatest happiness to share

Your muscles didn't grow, the doctor's said you would get worse

I cried, and cried, and asked God Why? Why my baby?

I was never a very strong person, and always depended on my husband

As my child grew up, in his teens, he was in a wheelchair, and had to be fed

Multiple Dystrophy was the name of his disease, and therapy could help little

I loved him with all my heart, and took care of him the best I could

I became a stronger person, as I watched him become weaker

My marriage struggled at first, but then it also became stronger

Our friends from church helped us through the roughest times

Family is so important when you have a special need

My son left us when he was only thirty-three

He left this earth so young, but wasn't expected to be that age

Through prayer and love, the nurses and caregivers that pledged

To give themselves in every way to see that David was in no pain

Why my baby? Don't you see he was a special child for me to love

Only I could take the responsibility of a miracle of birth

And a love of a child, with the memories of my baby, they will always remain

This poem is dedicated to my Aunt Kathryn, and the loss of my cousin, her son David.

Let us pray for a miracle cure for Muscular Dystrophy