I feel the blessing and thank thee
for there are few not as caressed as we
who aren't gifted enough to hear or read
to feel the pain or respond to glee
li'l care fails to suffice
they demand and yearn all the glare
the warmth, the care
a mother to understand the slightest despair
a hand to hold, a heart to mould
a voice to convey the screams of the soul
the unspoken gestures that fail to express
the keen desires difficult to suppress
unscathed lies the gift they seek,

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