The
misty cry
The
questions arrive
Learn
to live
There
is nothing wrong
A
special child
There
is a gift in him
He
learns by repetition
He
mastered it in time
The
child knows he's different
He
has to work harder in his life
For
his young age
He
has known....
He
will make the best what he has
He
will practise hard and progress
For
the future belongs to him
What
he learns today and tomorrow
The
small steps he gains
The
good work he will achieve
You
may cry in silence
But
he will make you smile
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