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Post by Claire on Apr 23, 2006 21:22:50 GMT -5
...FORGET - ME - NOT... Our problems are many and varied. Our struggles are always uphill. I'm speaking for hundreds of children. So listen a while if you will. I want understanding - not pity. I wish you could treat me the same You wouldn't ignore other children. At least you would ask them their name. I know I can't answer to tell you. My face may seem empty and dead, My body is twisted - but I am alive. And there are thoughts in my head. I will not be shut out from the world. I'm a child and it is my right, I'm not an object of pity - to be hidden away out of sight. My parents see me through eyes of love. And not as others do. They see the things I can achieve. And I wish that you would too. As I ask you to forget-me-not, I beg you to hear my plea If I could speak - I would ask you To please look closer - and see me...
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Post by brocksmommy on Apr 27, 2006 12:31:54 GMT -5
thank you , i love it. it has hit home for me. it's only been a few weeks since we got the conformation that my son has DS. though some people in my life have been opptimistic and suppotive others have not. again thank you
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