Daughter Poem by Dwayne Bailey

March its seems for now,
is how long we are going to wait;
Before we get to know,
what is the health, and my daughters fate.
Its tough to take my life,
and everything thats going on in stride;
My feelings and emotions,
I must be strong and keep inside.
My eight year old looks to me,
with eyes of a trusting soul;
Daddy will make everything ok.
Daddy will keep me whole.
I love my eight year old daughter,
much more then words can say;
Since most of this is out of my hands,
daily I kneel and pray.
Lord you love my daughter,
and I know your plan is true;
Today I give you my daughter,
and all that she is going through.