I'm Just Like You ( Handicapped Child)
by Linda M Hill
Thursday, October 31, 2002
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Don't look so sad when you look at me..
Don't back away hoping I won't see.
I'm just like you except I can't walk..
I breathe, I cry, I hurt, I talk.
Don't look at me with horror are fear..
I don't want to see a glimmer of a tear.
I'm just like you..I dream, I bleed..
I'm learning to be strong...to succeed.
Don't look at me with pity on your face..
By the grace of God, you could be in my place.
I can smile , and play, and laugh and sing-
In my heart, well, I can do just anything.
Being handicapped starts in your mind..
I know that you don't mean to be unkind.
People pass by me..they stop and stare...
They whisper and giggle like I'm not there.
I try to smile and keep hanging on...
But sometime my faith in life is gone.
Why can't people just understand..
I do what they do..I just can't stand.
I read, I eat, I sleep, I play..
I learn, I laugh, I feel, I pray.
I do all these things just like you..
If you were me...what would you do?
Friends unmade because of hearts afraid...
Unshed tears...doubts and fears..
I will never grow old..become a man..
So I make the best of life every way I can.
I smile, when I want to cry..
When I just want to give up..
my heart says TRY...
I'm different , but in many ways like you..
You're walking away...what did I do?
© Linda Hill 2002
There's nothing more heartbreaking than a handicapped ' special ' child set apart by his
peers and left alone and hurting. (((( Huggggs))))
to them all and LOVE.
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|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|linda, first of all, thank you for writing this! as a child growing up with learning and some physical difficulties (due to my being born 3 months premature), i know the stigma attached to being handicapped, and feeling alone is about the worst feeling a handicapped child can ever face, especially since they already have more than enough worries as it is. being teased about my problems was more than i could ever bear, and i will always remember the teasing i had to endure. years later, the pain is still there. and i still face some discrimination even today being disabled, and now i look more disabled due to my being on crutches; and i don't like being stared at! such a heartfelt and powerful write; thank you so much for writing this; others could learn from reading your moving poetry!! we may be disabled, but we can teach the world a thing or two what it means to love or be loved, and we can teach them that, despite our "handicaps", we are more alike than what others may realize! we are people, too, and we demand to be treated as such, and we demand to be treated with respect, love, and, above all else, acceptance and dignity!! love, your friend, karen lynn. ((((HUGS)))) >tears of joy <|
|Reviewed by Sanilnath
|Wonderful piece of write .... You think a lot and u write a lot ... The Message you give to the world is really great ... The Subject u select is really good ...
Keep smiling and take care ..
With all wishes for u ...
|Reviewed by Drkman
Great write. Very touching subject. You always have great words on the best ideas.
|Reviewed by Tracey Hardie
|Linda you write the most touching poems. Awesome write!|
|Reviewed by M Flack
|I have worked with those who are challenged by society and the misconceptions that are thrust at them by a world out of touch with their own hearts and souls...
The American Indians have a saying that to know a man you must first walk in the shoes. Perhaps, if more people could do this the world would be a different place...
|Reviewed by Allen Filius (Reader)
|Thank you Linda,
I think more people need to hear things from the point of view of those effected the most.
Your writing helps us to better do that, I believe this is truly important.
|Reviewed by na na (Reader)
|Hon, it probably is not that they are
pushed aside in activities and other things
so much. Maybe others don't even think
about them when they are choosing sides or
doing activities that require movement and
agility. The natural reaction is not one
that ignores someone, but one that chooses
someone that can be a part of what is
happening. We have made progress with
activities for people with handicaps. And
when they are given the chance, they can do
quite well, but I do understrand the
frustration they feel being on the outside
and looking in. From this moment forth I
pledge to be more aware of and helpful to
bringing a solution to their problems. I
want to help as you are helping with this
article. Your understnding of life and its
many twists and turns and the problems that
others face is very profound, and I love
you for feeling this way and espousing
these noble causes. Your are so good and I
love you for what you are and what you do.
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
___Suffer Little Children " No More " In The Eye's Of (God)...
|Reviewed by Jack Roberts
|Very well done!!!!!!!!!
|Reviewed by tipper dancer (Reader)
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
I was a PTA in colloge.
I worked with the gifted ones.
They are so wonderful and I love this poem of dedication to the handicapped Angels.
Excellent write. See you in 2003
Take care and keep the den full of your
wonderful heartfelt deications and truths.