Occasionally in life there are those moments of unutterable fulfillment which cannot be completely explained by those symbols called words. Their meanings can only be articulated by the inaudible language of the heart. And the love I have for my three daughters will never fall apart, who Heres to the kids who are different, The kids who dont always get As, The kids who have ears twice the size of their peers, And noses that go on for days... Heres to the kids who are different, The kids they call crazy or dumb, The kids who dont fit, with the guts and the grit, Who dance to a different drum... Heres to the kids who are different, The kids with the mischievous streak, For when they have grown, as historys shown, Its their difference that makes them unique.
Posted on: Mon, 25 Aug 2014 09:48:49 +0000
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