Parent 1



​Once I had a doctor

Who took away my child.
A word he said completely
Meant my dreams for you had died.

He said you needed help.
It would be a long hard road.
But for you I took the challenge
And accepted extra load.

I watched your inner battles.
I had many of my own.
I watched you struggle daily
When we left the safety of our home.

I know I'll never understand
Completely what you think.
But I pray that I can learn
So you swim and never sink.

I see the way some people
Laugh at your little quirks,
But I know that they are helping
And I think... whatever works!

My dreams were once of grandeur.
But they were my dreams, they weren't yours.
And I learnt mine weren't that important
As I help you reach for yours.

I know that there are sometimes
When I hate that little word.
I loathe the meaning and the spelling
And it's one I wish I'd never heard.

But I look into your eyes
And I see the love that you can't say,
I see the beauty in the silence
That makes me love my day.

I wish for you now all
The dreams you need for you.
I wish for you the knowledge
That you're my child and I stand by you.

Each day I smile at little things
Taken for granted much before.
I've learnt that little things
Make me love you more and more.

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