I wrote this rhyming letter About a special little lady You may know her better By the name we call her - Katie She's much like other little girls you meet You'd think she's very cute and sweet But there is one major difference And a source of very great pain Our precious daughter Katie has a tumor on her brain "There is a mass" the doctor said as we began to cry We could not help but wonder, is Katie going to die? The surgeon was very talented, competent and gifted Shortly after surgery our spirits were surely lifted It was on a hopeful basis that we would often pray And try to get our Katie through each long and difficult day Then came the meningitis, it brought us to our knees All we could offer was "Oh God, - please" Please don't let our daughter die this horrible death It was all we could bear to watch her struggle for her breath Surgeries, needles, drugs and such, It all became a blur Why one child should have to bear so much Of this I am not sure As each day would pass, we'd all look for a sign Anything to prove that Katie would be fine Then one day we saw it, although it was just a trace A beautiful smile had finally returned to lighten Katie's face We asked, "Katie, is it true you smiled - Or could that simply be a rumor?" "Why shouldn't I smile?" proclaimed Katie "I'm gonna beat this nasty tumor!" No one knows what the future holds, And for any of us that is true But God has truly shown us - He means it when He says "I love you " Don't feel sorry for Katie Of the future she has no fears She simply says - quite bravely "Just come back and see me… In ten or twenty years!" Rob W. Proctor, 2001