the goals not scored, or races won.
The steps my feet have never walked,
the words my lips have never talked.
In my wide eyes you know my fear,
you take my hand and hold me near.
In children all around you see,
the child that I may never be.
Not so able, tough or agile,
often tired and much more fragile.
You see the tears I've often cried
and cried them with me, side by side.
Your heart is heavy for my trials
but you wear it well, with weathered smiles.
You think of all the things I'll miss,
first dance, first love, first date. first kiss.
Yet here I am, as I should be.
Not missing out on being me.
Do not fret or worry so,
and make your spirit tired with woe.
And when those nights are feeling longer,
lean on me until you're stronger.
For all we have is one another,
special child and care worn mother.
Nothing matters more you see,
than seeing all the life in me.
I don't need to be able to,
do the things that others do.
See the words I do not say,
in the smiles I give you every day.
When I'm tired, let me rest,
with my little head against your chest.
Look at what I can achieve
and celebrate me, do not grieve.
Please do not be sad because,
I'm not the child I never was.
Different isn't less you know,
and you're the one who told me so.
Some days will be hard to take,
and you'll feel as though your heart might break.
But we'll bounce back, we always do.
Because you've got me and I've got you.
- Author Unknown.