Marie Causey

Rookie (5/3/1959 / Newton Le willows UK)

My Child - Poem by Marie Causey

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?

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 4, 2012


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