He was a blond and blue- eyed baby. A little cherubim.
His shining eyes reflected love and trust.
His roly-poly body spoke to all of healthiness-
Too soon would these notions be turned to dust.
That chubby little tummy, his family's delight,
Was not a sign of health, it seemed, at all.
Yes, it denoted rapid growth, but of a different sort-
The sort to devastate and to appal.
Beautiful little baby boy, gifted to these parents
Blue eyes filled with bewilderment and pain
Had two operations, had tubes coming out of his head
Went for chemotherapy yet again
For he is a gift from God, precious in every known way
And love can make the difference and it has.
He's a blond and blue-eyed little boy, full of adventure
Living a super life, with much pizzazz.