Give me Strength

Staying in Seattle dealing with the rain, sent to Seattle to deal with the pain, of our sweet innocent son and the tumor on his brain. Don't get me wrong I'm not one to complain, But I will do anything for this kid, Cashius runs through my veins. So as we take this detour step by step, we put our blood sweat and tears into his well being and the memories we've kept. Time will keep ticking and the days will pass, Give this baby the strength Lord is what we ask.

By Brady Logan