This poem has been written by me as a tribute to the differently abled children, God's own creation but neglected by people.

I  am  me, 

And  I  am  special.

I  celebrate  the  beauty  called  life.

I  take  small  steps  at  a  time.

Each  day  comes  with  it's  gifts.

I  open  my  arms  to  receive  them.

Am  I  not  special?

I  know  God's  there  to  hold  my  hand, to  guide  me.

And  I  know  for  sure  

That  I  am  special for Him,  at  least.  

I  have  no  regrets  about  the  pain  He  offers  me,

'Coz  I  know  that  this  pain  brings  me  closer  to Him.

After  all, I  am  His  special child.

I  don't  know  why

The  world  ignores  my  pleas.

I  don't  know  why

I  am  all  alone.

I  wonder,  is   this  lonliness  permanent?

I  yearn  for  friends  just  like  you  do.

Deep  down  my  heart,  I  know,

  I  am  very  special,

And  God  has  special  plans  for  me  too. 

Wish  you  knew  it  too!