I am a miracle child
Struggling the first months of my life
Given a 13% chance of survival to the age of 5
Today I am 18
I am a miracle child

Life-saving battle scars adorn my body
Changing my shirt, I see the bright pink scar running down my chest
Always a reminder of my yearning for life
I am a miracle child

Fear is part of me
I am afraid when my heart skips a beat
I fear being in the hospital
Alone. . .
In pain. . .
Not knowing. . .
I cry at the very thought
I fear dying
I am a miracle child

I know I am not like most
Valuing life
I celebrate the morning
I appreciate those who love me
And know
Everyday truly is a gift
I am a miracle child

Being a miracle child is,
Frightening,
Is. . .
Celebrating,
Is. . .
Accepting,
Is. . .
Appreciating
Is. . .
A struggle
I am a miracle child