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Special


 

You are called so.

You are treated so.

I do what I do to actually make you feel so.

 

I like helping you tie your shoes

Because it reminds me that it is a privilege to be able to do my own.

I wonder if you even know

You’re different.

 

In gym class

You look at the football like it’s a cookie

And try to put it in your mouth.

…I do patience.

 

I also do curiosity.

You respond to fist pumps and not high fives.

Fascinating thing,

The brain.

 

“Disability”

More like different ability.

I wonder how you can always remember my birthday when I only told you once?

Something special I could not do.

 

Retarded

Get that word out of the dictionary

Right

Now.

 

I do love

You do love better.

Sometimes you deserve to be called Teacher

Instead.

 

I do it for the sound

Of your voice when you tell me

“You are Cayley.”

Yes, yes I am.

 

Special -

You don’t even know you are.

I do.

 

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