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Special Children Times Two
by James ZealyToday, I visited memories
I would rather leave behind
At a meeting of my peers
Whose purpose was to faux cheer
Us into a fund raising frenzy
At that moment,
My heart's soul ache
Opened again
Embellished with tears
As I thought of Special children
Times two
One who has triumphed
Over All challenges
And one who has not
Soul seared drops beaded on my cheek
With joy And Sorrow all at once
Overwhelmed I could not think
Beyond the moment
As I prayed to put the pain back
Under the veil of secrecy
So I did not have to think of it again
08/08/2005
Author's Note: I am supposed to be a United Way Champion here at work. The meeting hit very close to home, as child 2 and 3 both have special needs.
Posted on 08/08/2005
Copyright © 2024 James Zealy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 08/10/05 at 08:49 AM James, you're poems remind me of the everyday nameless heroes and downhome events that occur in life. This poem is no exception. You say you are "supposed to be," but there's no supposing about it - You definitely are - and with a heart of gold.
~Chelle~ |
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