Short Sweet Love Story
Keep on Singing Part 2

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He looks like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse recognizes him as a child and bellows, "Get that kid out of here now! No children are allowed."
The motherly instinct in Karen rose and the usually mild-mannered lady glares steel-eyed into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line.
"He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!"

Karen tows Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazes at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. And he begins to sing. In the pure hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sings:
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray..." Instantly the baby girl responds. The pulse rate becomes calm and steady.
"Keep on singing, Michael." Karen encourages her son.
"You never know, dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away..." The ragged, strained breathing becomes as smooth as a kitten's purr.

"Keep on singing, Michael." A glimmer of hope rises in Karen.
"The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamt that I held you in my arms..." Michael's little sister relaxes as she rested and peace and tranquility seemed to sweep over her.
"Keep on singing, Michael." Karen was almost ecstatic. Tears conquer the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glows.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't, take my sunshine away."

Funeral plans are scrapped. The very next day, the little girl is well enough to go home!
Woman's Day magazine called it "the miracle of a brother's song."
The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love!

Never give up on the people you love.

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