Poetry

Heaven's Very Special Child

A meeting was held quite far from earth
"its time again for another birth"
Said the angel to the Lord above,
"This special child will need much love."

His progress may seem very slow,
Accomplishments he may not show
And he'll require extra care,
From the folks he meets, way down there.

He may not run or laugh or play
His thoughts may seem quite far away
In many ways he won't adapt
And he'll be known as handicapped.

So let's be careful where he's sent
We want his life to be content
Please, Lord, find the parents who
Will do a special job for you

They will not realise right away
The leading role they're asked to play,
But with this child sent from above
Comes stronger faith and richer love.

And soon they'll know the privilege given
In caring for this gift from Heaven
Their precious charge, so meek and mild
Is Heaven's very special child.

Author Unknown

Forget-Me-Not

Our problems are many and varied.
Our struggles are always uphill.
I'm speaking for hundreds of children.
So listen a while if you will.
I want understanding - not pity.
I wish you could treat me the same.
You wouldn't ignore other children.
At least you would ask them their name.
I know I can't answer to tell you.
My face may seem empty and dead.
My body is twisted - but I am alive.
And there are thoughts in my head.
I will not be shut out from the world.
I'm a child and it is my right
I am not an object of pity - to be hidden away from sight.
My parents see me through eyes of love.
And not as others do.
They see the things I can achieve.
And I wish that you would too.
As I ask you to forget - me - not,
I beg you to hear my plea.
If I could speak - I would ask you
To please look closer - and see me ...

Author Unknown

I LOVE YOU

I love you
not because of what you have done
but because of who you are inside
Not because of all you have accomplished
but because of the character of who you are
Not because you give so much to me
but because of the heart behind it
I love you
because you are kind, sensitive, loving
because you know my faults, yet love me anyway
because you forgive much
because you see the best in me, even when I cannot see it in myself
I love you
not because of what I have gained
but because of your heart that gives
I love you
because you are a gift
a precious loan from God
a joy
a priviledge
And I will love you forever........



Author unknown

A Mother's Heart

A Mother's Heart
Every mother has Dreams
Of a child perfect and whole.
Every mother has hopes,
Of perfection body and soul.
They told me you're not perfect,
Sweet loving child of mine.
They told me that your learning,
Is taking too much time.
They tell me that your test came back,
Showing problems and low scores.
They tell me that you have to struggle,
This hurts me to the core.
But they don't see what I see,
They smile that lights your face.
But they don't hear what I hear,
Your laughter reveals God's Grace.
They don't see what I see,
My child loving and whole.
I have Hopes and Dreams,
Because my my child you are a gift from God,
And you have a PERFECT SOUL.


written by Peggikaye Eagler January 30,2000

Unique - Yet so Special

Some of you may stare
Others think we're queer
The compassionate shed a tear
To them, we're really dear.
Many don't care
The problems isn't theirs
We're too much to bear.
...But we are here...
And yes, we're special.
Special and unique in every given way
Like a bittersweet fusion.
We cannot articulate
We may create illusions.
If you were to devote yourself
To see us for what we are
You will find depth beyond the surface
And that is just the start !
We tend to be burdensome
Totally helpless too
And in cases like these
Rely only on you.
But slowly we reveal
Our character's sweeter part
You might just come to love us
And understand us; heart to heart.
Let not your heart be sore
For we are a happy breed
And our's is a soul so pure
Which makes us special indeed !!

Ruchy Sklarz

If All The Birds In All The Trees

If all the birds, in all the trees,
Sang a special song for me,
Sang with all their blessed might,
They could not make my heart take flight.
And if all the angels, up above,
Sang a song of endless love,
And tried so very hard to please,
They could not bring me to my knees.
And if all the poets in the world,
Tried all at once, to be heard,
With woven words of beauty rare.
I pity them, they could not compare,
But if you would share a joke with me,
I'd charm the birds down out the trees.
And if you would blow a kiss to me,
You'd see me down on bended knees.
Just one single word whispered for me,
Now that would be pure poetry.

Zel