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One day I'll look into your eyes
and know just what you feel.
One day I'll lift you up to stand
and you'll do more than kneel.
Sometime you'll run and play and sing
like children all should do.
That day you'll know that all this pain
was never meant for you.
For there will be a time, my dear,
when all the pain we've know,
will be a distant memory,
though, through it, we have grown.
I pray for you each day, you see,
for strength to carry on,
and for myself to be so strong
to keep you safe from harm.
We will be together still
when happiness abounds.
The day that Haley's suffering
is nowhere to be found.

April Peterson