Is Disabled
I am the disabled child.
I am your teacher.
If you allow me, I will teach
you what is really important in life.
I will give you and teach you
Unconditional love.
I give to you my innocent trust,
My dependency on you.
I teach you of respect for others
and their uniqueness.
I teach you about the sanctity of life.
I teach you about how very precious
this life is and
about not taking life for granted.
I teach you about forgetting
your own needs, desires, and dreams.
I teach you giving.
But most of all, I teach you
hope and faith.
I Am The Disabled Child.
Author Unknown
Who Can Not Talk
I am the child that can not talk.
You often pity me, I see it in your eyes.
You wonder how much I am aware of.
I see that as well.
I am aware of much....
Whether you are happy, sad,
fearful, patient, or impatient.
Full of love and desire, or
If you are just doing your duty by me.
I marvel at your frustration,
Knowing mine to be far greater.
For I can not express myself,
Nor my needs as you do.
You can not concieve my isolation.
So complete it is at times.
I do not gift you with clever conversation,
Cute remarks to be laughed over and repeated.
I do not give you answers to your
Everyday questions, responses over my well being,
Sharing my needs, or comments about
The world around me.
I do not give you rewards as
Defined by the world's standards,
Great strides in development,
That you can credit yourself with.
I do not give you understanding, as you know it.
What I give you is so much more valuable.....
I give you instead opportunities.
Opportunities to discover the depth of
Your character, not mine.
The depth of your love, your commitment,
Your patience, your abilities,
The opportunity to explore your spirit
More deeply then you imagined possible.
I drive you further then you ever go on your own,
Working harder, seeking answers to your
Many questions, and creating questions
with no anwsers.
I Am The Child Who Can Not Talk.
Author Unknown
Is Mentally Impaired
I am the child who is mentally impaired.
I do not learn easily, if you judge me
By the world's measuring stick.
What I do know is infinite joy in the simple things.
I am not burdened as you are with the strifes
And conflicts of a more complicated life.
My gift to you, is to grant you the freedom
To enjoy things as a child,
To teach you how much your arms around
Me mean, and to give you love.
I give you the gift of simplicity.
I Am The Child Who Is Mentally Impaired.
Author Unknown
they are both free.......
