A Young Mother

A young mother lay in the bed of the birthing room
she knew her time was near but she didn't think it was this soon
her baby was comeing early and she didn't know why 
the poor child wasn't due 'till mid July 
The mother cries out, the doctor rushes in 
No more wiating, birth is about to begin 
with lots of pushing, crying, and pain 
the baby's half way out, they had to do it again 
With one final push the baby was born 
But it was just what the mother feared, her heart was torn 
she had given birth to a little girl 
but the poor baby was very frail 
the young mother cried for her baby was deformed 
'It will be hard to care for a child like this' she mourned 
the doctor said the babies lungs weren't developed right 
and it wasn't likely she would make it throuhg the night 
Saddened at the thought, the poor mother cried 
and like the doctor said, that night the baby died
Dont worry about the baby, she doesn't have to suffer
instead pray for the poor childs mother who go on for years 
mourning her babies death pray someday she'll realize it was for the best 
And that someday, whenever it may be 
She'll have another baby and raise a family