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Heaven's Very Special Child.
A meeting was held quite far from earth,
"It's time again for another birth,"
Said the angels to the Lord above,
"This special child will need much love.
His progress may seem very slow,
Accomplishments he may not show,
And he'll require extra care
From the folks he meets way down there.
He may not run or laugh or play;
His thoughts may seem quite far away.
In many way he won't adapt,
And he'll be known as handicapped.
So let's be careful where he's sent,
We want his life to be content.
Please, Lord, find parents who
Will do a special job for you
They will not realize right away
The leading role they're asked to play
But with this child sent from above
Comes stronger faith and richer love.
And soon they'll know the privilege given
In caring for this gift from Heaven.
Their precious charge so meek and mild
Is Heaven's very special child."
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There is a place,
where songs are never sung,
tunes are never hummed,
and words are never written.
In this place mouths are not for speaking
and you cannot hear it with your ears.
This place has no name
nor smells or sounds.
You cannot see this place with the human eye.
This place is made from feelings.
It is hopes, visions, ideas, and dreams.
It is constructed by imagination.
It is imagination.
Only you can see this place with your heart.
Tate DeCaro 1993
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