Strands blowing in the wind,
As your eyes grace the blue sky,
Short, stubby fingers pointed up,
A question in your eye.
Your words may be limited,
Your ideas sail fast,
It’s fun trying to keep up,
My little breeze to the past.
Big mansions, funny faces,
On gales as clouds roll by,
Frolicking leaves, green waves of grass,
Sunlight beaming from your eye.
Blowing baby lotioned kisses,
Pursed lips so heaven sent,
Warmth coming from your laughter,
Daffodils all loved, now bent.
Brown butterflies cast down,
Thwarted in a whirling gust,
Stumbling you fall,
A merriment covered all in dust.
As the day nears its end,
You take my breath away,
By all the little things you do,
Down syndrome doesn’t come in play.
Angel drawing inner strength,
A strong wind cast from cloud nine,
Bursting, blowing, teaching all,
God's wind pushing from behind.
How gently you do play,
Gliding...teasing as you go,
Zooming daily to and fro.
© 2007 Suzanne DeRemer Floyd
I became inspired today after taking my adopted three year old son for a walk on a windy day. His laughter and curiosity are both inspirational and infectious.
I'm waiting on a return phone call from a pediatric cardiologist this week to find out if we will be having heart surgery this year or next. It's going to be a long week! When we adopted Noah, doctors told us the holes in Noah's heart would close up on their own. However, that is just not the case now.
Noah, a gentle breeze in my family, taught us a whole new way of living. I've learned some sign language and techniques on how to deal with sensory issues. Our family is constantly learning along side of Noah. We no longer take simple daily tasks for granted. Noah reminds us to stop and smell the flowers, be thankful for the little things and work hard for the rest!
Noah learned to walk at the age of nineteen months. Key is that after much time and effort... he did it. At the age of three, he only speaks in one to three word phrases. His speech, although limited, gets the point across. We've learned with love, patience and persistence ANYTHING is possible.