A meeting was held quite far from earth.
“It’s time again for another birth,”
Said the Angels to the Lord above,
“This special child will need much love.
His progress may seem very slow,
And he’ll require extra care
From the folks he meets way down there.
He may not run or laugh or play
His thoughts may seem quite far away,
In many ways he won’t adapt,
And he’ll be known as handicapped.
So let’s be careful where he’s sent
We want his life to be content.
Please, Lord, find the parents who
Will do a special job for you.
They will not realize right away
The leading role they’re asked to play,
But with this child sent from above
Comes stronger faith and richer love.
And soon they’ll know the privilege given
In caring for this gift from Heaven,
Their precious charge, so meek and mild
Is Heaven’s very special child!”
My Special Child is now 65 years old. Lives with me in a retirement community. She has been a Blessing to everyone. Everyone loves her, She is not retarded. She is deaf and has a slight case of Cerebral Palsy. We have always treated her as being normal. We talk to her (she now reads lips from doing so) and was disciplined the same as her older brother. Graduated from High School and had two years of college that provided an interpreter for her. I read the poem “a Special Child” in the newspaper when she was about 2 years old and clipped it out. I still have it. Many times when she was growing up and I felt hopeless and “why me Lord”, I would pull out my clipping and read it. It kept me going!
Heaven’s Very Special Child