The girl skipped and twirled
Not caring who may see
She was different yet the same
Inside like you and me
She listened to her special music
That others could not hear
They watched her as she danced
Around and thought it very weird
The mother knew inside the girl
Were many gifts untold
If only they all could see
Her heart was pure as gold
It’s not bad to be different
The mother said to the girl
She appreciated this daughter
Who was better than all the world
©2018 booomcha.com
Kymber Hawke
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The first verse is my favorite, but notice when I read this next time it can be some other verse. This is a work of the poet who can write and reflect different things on different days. Poems are not a one time thing, they live…
I’d never thought of poems like that, but I can see you are right. I really appreciate your kind encouragement. It means a lot.
Beautiful, Kymber!
Thank you kindly, Bette 🙂
Mom gets it.
She sure does! I’m sorry I didn’t see this comment before. Thank you so much for stopping by and commenting.
This was really beautiful. So is the mother. This girl is super lucky. 🙂
Thank you so much. xo
This is such a lovely poem! And so very true.
It’s very comforting to see that the mother tells this story. How she cares and loves her daughter. <3
Thank you so much. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. ❤
Lovely poem – I’ve just worked on Rain man in class, and my thoughts went to a colleague who has an autistic son. My heart went out to them, reading your poem. <3
Thank you so much for your kind words. <3
If only there are not only parents who support, cares and respect difference of their children, the world will be a better . place. Sadly, a lot of parents as well reject their children because they are lgbt. So why some difference as handicap is better accepted than lgbt in family today? Difference is awesome no matter who we are, we are born this way.
I agree. 🙂 Differences make us unique. We are all of us one of a kind.
A amazing poem. My first poem I read, written by you.
Thank you so much 🙂 I don’t write poetry very often. I think that’s only the third one I’ve put on my site. I really enjoy your poetry; you’re an inspiration! 🙂
You did well and you are welcome.
Thank you. 😊 Just trying to be better than my own parents were as I’m sure everyone does! Lol
Oh, yes, I imagine you’re right about that. 😀
Awe, this was sweet. I love that the mother is accepting of her daughter the way she is. I aspire to be that kind of a parent. ❤️
Thank you so much. 🙂 I think if you aspire to be that kind of parent, then you are probably a good parent already. <3 <3
Wow. That was a truly brilliant poem.
Thank you so much for your kind words! I really appreciate it. 🙂
I immediately thought of my grandson on the autism spectrum. He knows he’s different, and we help him be proud of himself and his own talents. He dances every day (spins and twirls like a ballet dancer, eyes closed, sweet smile of pure joy!), and your poem was so like him!! I really love it, Kymber. ♥
Thank you so much, Marj. 🙂 Your grandson sounds like such a wonderful boy and he’s lucky to have you as a grandma, too. 🙂
This was so beautiful Kym! I love everything you write <3
I hope your eyesight gets better and soon! 💕
Thank you so much. 🙂 You’re so kind to say that. <3 Thank you also for the well-wishes.
What a beautiful poem. 💕💕
How are you feeling? Are you able to see any better?
Thank you so much. 🙂
And thank you for asking, too. 🙂 I’m about the same right now. You should see how much I’ve zoomed in on this so I can read it. LOLOL I’m in good spirits.
Glad to hear it. 🙂
Wonderful poem, such a delight to read.
Thank you so much for your kind words.
Beautiful! <3
Thank you, Rosie. <3
This is super lovely 🙂 You’re so talented, Kym!
Thank you so much, Louise. 🙂 That’s nice of you to say.
Wow Kymber, beautiful poem!
Thank you so much, Jerry! I’m glad you liked it. 🙂
I wish I could give that hearts instead of a like. So lovely. I wonder what you were thinking about specifically while you weren’t sleeping, that inspired this.
Thank you, Bee. I’m glad you liked it. 🙂 I guess nights of insomnia are good for something. haha
Such a lovely poem. The girl has a wonderful mom, too ♥
Thank you so much, Jowita. I’m nearly done reading your chapter and I’m sorry I’m so late. <3
Oh, really? I hope your sight is much better now and that you enjoy it.
I’m enjoying it a lot, actually. My sight is the same so far, so I zoomed in and now everything is really big. I can’t stay away from reading my fave stories for long. 🙂
Ugh, I’m sorry that it persists 🙁 But you’ve found a way around it. It ain’t gonna get the better of you, no way!
You are right about that! 😀 I will always find a way. haha 😀
When they lock the door, enter through the window 😛 😀
Yes, indeed! 😀 I love it!