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The Challenge of Dyslexia


(poems go here) The children were on the playground All laughing and having fun One little girl sat on the bleachers Stating that she, “was all done!!”. They tried to explain “hop-scotch” The words too fast to comprehend She thanked them very politely For she knew she could lose a friend. This special girl was very compassionate She knew within her heart “That girl knew that I was different knowing this, that set her apart.” Visually she watched the game As they hopped on one-leg And next she saw the girl approach With words of praise and beg. “Please come and join, I need you here I want you by my side To be my friend that’s always true -and always be my guide”. She tried to keep up with the others Struggling each and every day That hole was getting deeper Lack of sociability got in her way. The disabilities never changed Just the struggles and the game The school and courses harder But the friendship never waned. The distance was a trying time A new school was meant to be The daily laughs and sharing times Now distance would be the key. New friends and relationships Were bound to set them apart For adolescence is part of life Where we grow, begin a new start. But some bonds are made forever Deep within our souls That special gift of sharing Aren’t created in a mold. It does not need expression It does not need a cause Words aren’t even necessary Just an ear, listen and pause. The life we live will take its path Our journeys make us grow Be stronger and independent But our past will always know. Friendships are few and far between The patience is hard to share For looking stuck-up or stupid Is a cross She could not bare. Living with Dyslexia Is not an easy one Academics and socially You’re always on the run. The skills can be acquired Not in a week or two Understanding the brain Is the science of” who’s who”. I’m on my way to college They said I never would.. I made it through the challenge With HARD WORK, I KNEW, “I COULD”
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