Dear mother and father it's me your son Noah
Whose cries like your own GOD hears and knows of
Though more in than out I've been under care
My pain as is yours our Father too bears
You gave me life, but He gave me breath
To say through another that I've never met
Be strong and faithful in He who has plans
Though barely a child I am son of Man
Yes me of your blood who hears too your prayers
Though not understood my Father is slayer
Of all things evil that has you concerned
Be still and through heart not eyes yours discern
Nothing but good shall come of me
This too says my Father, His word guarantees
That here though I lay fragile in state
His plans you should welcome whatever my fate
Through Him there is life beyond this pebble
Mankind calls now home but one day will settle
Where life is eternal unlike here on Earth
If passing becomes my state of rebirth
GOD bless the child
This write was a request by my Pastor for baby Noah
A preemie who has been hospitalized yet once again
and whose fate is in Gods hands not mankind's
