Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Friday, June 17, 2011

We are Blessed NOT Burdened

Special Needs Child-We are Blessed not Burdened
Poem written by my good Friend Kristi Mason

Just HAD TO share!!


You weren't like other children,

And God was well aware,

You'd need a caring family,
...With love enough to share.



And so He sent you to us,

And much to our surprise,

You haven't been a challenge,
But a blessing in disguise.



Your winning smiles and laughter,

The pleasures you impart,

Far outweigh your special needs,
And melt the coldest heart.



We're proud that we've been chosen,

To help you learn and grow,

The joy that you have brought us,
Is more than you can know.



A precious gift from Heaven,

A treasure from above,

A child who's taught us many things,
But most of all "Real Love


Monday, March 30, 2009

To My Anticipated Son

Found this poem that a friend posted on FB and just had to share.............LOVE IT To My Anticipated Son
I anticipated complaining of a waking baby;
Not of being grateful he's able to wake at all.
I anticipated the wonder of time rushing past;
Not of reflecting on milestones so small.
I anticipated crying at immunizations and bumps while learning his way;
Not of agonizing at more tests, evaluations, and word of more delays.
I anticipated choices over preschool, clothes, and scout troops;
Not of choices between hospitals, specialists, and which support groups.
I anticipated loving him, but enjoying his independence from me soon;
Not of loving him so much I'd want to keep him sheltered in my cocoon.
I anticipated health and perfection when my baby was inside, thinking anything less would be tragic;
But now that he is here, my special son has worked some kind of magic.
I anticipated anger and disappointment at this fate;
Not the joy and growth and knowledge that have become mine as of late.
I anticipated something different, that is certainly true;
But that's because I never could have anticipated one I love as much as you.

written to Tim with love from his Mom, Kathleen Hoppe, August 1995