My Child

My Child - Poem by Marie 

My child 
born disabled and deaf 
Yet loved by your every breath 

My child 
Blue eyes perfect face and hands 
No one else understands 

My child 
Born imperfect into a perfect world 
Rosy cheeks brown hair all curled 

My child 
I cry for you gods creation 
Born into this situation 

My Child 
Limbs disabled you'll never walk 
You will make noises but never talk 

My child 
Don’t fear I'll be your legs to walk 
I will be you voice to talk 

My child 
In a perfect world I am your ears 
Your mummy who will weep your tears 

My child 
You’re my special gift from above 
No matter what you'll have my love? 

My child 
Born disabled I cherish you till I die 
Who cares about the world not you or I?

Childmychild

◄ Dieters Poem

DEATH ►

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