in my life
theres one big thing
makes me cry
ive given up
asking why
and thru all the shit
that life hands me down
theres nothing
it can do to me
to take the pain away
it comes at me
when im relaxing
and its passed
outta my thoughts
when some dumb
happy ending movie
brings the tears
right back
and they flow
and yes
I sob like a baby
but whats the use
what is the use in anything
along this hopeless line
if you know me
then you will know
my undying humour
and my one
chink of joy is that
although she is
deprived of speech,
social graces, education,
conventional intelligence
and communication
my darling daughter
is blessed with joy
and she smiles
and giggles a lot
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Author:
dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Looking thru my files for something i came across this piece. I wrote it long before i had ever heard of MPS and it was written for my eyes only with no intention of ever displaying it. It is written right from the heart and is as heartfelt today as it ever was. If i ever ask what makes me a poet then maybe the answer is contained here. I am not alone. Many have similar motivators. My daughter aged four spent ten days in the UK formost childrens hospital in Great Ormond Street, London where she was classified as ...severely mentally handicapped and autistic... Words they used back in the 1980s. Forgive me this time if i do not respond to your comments on here. I am battling with whether or not to publish this.
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Comments7
It seems she has a secret, internal happiness, that makes her smile and giggle, unperturbed, unaffected by what others termed "normal". I'd love to share her secret.
Such a strong write d a.
She is blessed to have a dad like you. May her joy bring happiness to all.
Hardest ever is to suffer for others, especially children and the helpless.
Wow, I was unsure for second to write something or not as I try not to get to emotional.
Thank you for sharing this part of your life, that was an honour to read as it is to truly say.
I wish you all the best my friend
From me and the tear in my eye
Much peace and respect
Beautifully emotional from the heart of your daughter. You wrote with her grace all through this dedicated poem towards your brave little girl x
I am glad that you decided to publish these words DA... they are so very vital, ragged and real... I love the fact you mentioned right at the end your darling daughter giggles a lot.... a most necessary poem in my book.... Neville
The fact that you knew that your little gem giggled and smiled must have been your salvation back then D.A. - - a challenge which if not experienced could be so difficult to imagine yet you found a way to see through the dire diagnosis and wrote down your assessment that your little darling was blessed with joy -- - a heartfelt thank you for deciding to post this.
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