Special Child
Children are special
And you are the most
From your grimy fingers
To your boogery nose...
Children are special
And you are the most
From your grimy fingers
To your boogery nose...
This month on the 20th it was 2 yrs that my oldest daughter passed away... It has been hard for me to post this because of the feeling deep down inside of me... She was a special needs child,...
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If I were a magician with dancing eyes,
I’d grant all your wishes for a smile.
Sunny skies full of waltzing butterflies,
New friends to share your toys (for a while).
Skipping through the cool grass
with eyes shining bright,
heart beating fast,
awaiting a magical night.
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My daughter is my treasure.
My love for her knows no measure.
Bright as the sunshine,
Fresh as a flower,
When the voices of children are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And everything else is still.
It's so great. I read this poem when I was in 7th grade. I love it so much.
My child is the warmth I get from the sun.
My child is a day at the fair, where I go for fun.
My child is the rainbow you see in the sky.
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