You came into this world as a bundle of joy,
Praying for health, your parents cared not whether you were girl or boy.
Frilly frocks, colouring books and dolls, a little girl’s delight,
Tender hugs and kisses comforted you when you were afraid of the night.
First swings then school and boyfriends as you grew,
Soon marriage and children became part of you.
Time doesn’t measure how many years have passed,
You are always somebody’s child no matter how far the future is cast.
Our hearts now in sorrow filled with worry and fear,
As we begin to sense that you may no longer be near.
With lost efforts parents beg, plead and pray,
For you to be healed, not to be taken away.