Why Are You Sad
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You there, young one
I see eyes, that are
sad
You're a child, with a full life
ahead
With a heart, young and
glad
You there, young one
What is this here
Upon your cheek
Do I see a tear?
Young one, you there,
crying
Sitting by yourself,
alone
Tis this life a
burden?
You're not, even yet,
grown
And then this young
one
Begins to speak, as he looks at me
...
True, I am but still
young
But, I am 'different' you
see
The other children
laugh
And call me names
They taunt and tease
And won't let me play in their
games
I am slow and don't
understand
My words are jumbled when I
talk
My legs don't work just
right
When I walk
In school, I am in a
class
Called special
education
When I grow up
College will not be a
destination
And because I am slow
Things, I easily
forget
With their sweet talking
voices
They use trickery and
wit
They get me to carry all their
books
I do, aren't they my
friend?
They have me running here and
there
But, I think their friendship is
pretend
They tell me ....
"Stand on the desk and
bark"
No one speaks up, in my
behalf
Then behind my back
They snicker and
laugh
Oh, how I want to fit
in
I do what they say
They make me look a
fool
And I thought they were letting me
play
Even the children younger than
I
Try to kick and hit me
too
I could hit and kick, I'm
bigger
But, I might really hurt them, if I
do
So ... I don't
Young one, I do see sadness
in your eyes
But, oh, young one
You are so wise
You are all grown now
And this is what I
find
Tenderness and
compassion
A young man, but still a child, in
mind
Your heart is filled
With so much love
When you look at me, and see me
sad
You come over and give a
hug
When I needed help
To get something off a
shelf
You've grown so much taller than
me
"Let me get that, Mom,
you can't reach by
yourself"
I looked outside
The snow was deep
today
There you were shoveling our
walk
Then, without being
asked,
You cleaned the neighbor's
driveway
But, more important than
anything
You were taught, right and
wrong
from the Bible,
everyday
And now, you try and
do
Everything the Lord's
way
I am so proud
When I look at you
I know this ...
The Lord is too
God Bless You, Young
One
Dedicated to my two
sons
that are mentally challenged,
and to everyone that is
challenged
mentally or physically.
As long as there is breath inside of
me
NO ONE, will ever take advantage of my boys
again.
And when I am gone, their sister and
brother-in-law
hold the same conviction as I
do.
Because, it matters not
how old these special
people are
Someone will ALWAYS try to use them
to their
own advantage.
Copyright © 1/15/06
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