The same little girl
Who a few days ago,
Tore at our hearts
When they said she had to stay,
And could not go.

Because she was so sick
She had to stay,
So she could be fixed.

Watching them stick a needle in her,
Was a lot for us to endure.

But she was strong,
She didn't wince or flinch,
As the nurse said she would feel, a little stick.

She surprised us all,
With her inner strength and resolve.

Her stay away from home
In that bed with an IV in her arm,
That was hard for us to see,
Her mommy and me.

But now she's coming home
To where she belongs.
To lay her head
In her own, bed.

It will be such a welcome sight,
With which we all will cry,
With relief and delight.

We Love you,
Gracie.
Love you very very much!

MLM /2009

Michael Lee Manley

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