Advocate
by Meshell Baylor
I am the trumpet leading their alarm I am the quilt that shields them from harm We are the voice to the voiceless The puzzle to their missing pieces We are the mothers, fathers, and educators of the unique The gifted generation. I know some may seem confused Often wonder how we go about life the way we do Asking how do you deal with this every day Kindly inform them God created my child Just as he created yours. He saw something wonderful in them that He had to share with the world. We may not always know what they want Or even understand a word they say. Some of us have loved ones who say very little Or show no emotion of display. It is the moment when they accomplish a goal, Learn to say their name, or even call out Mom or Dad. In that moment God shows us that Miracles can always happen. These moments show us they can hear us In the midst of our tears. Understand why we fight for their rights of service. I am my child's advocate; his trumpet leading his alarm. His voice until he finds his own. This is not a job, nor a punishment. It is an honor to be mothers, fathers and educators of the unique. The gifted generation!
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