He wasn't 'supposed' to live..
at 23 weeks old, he was legal abortion age.
I was dying; they took him to save me...
we both lived.
From the start he was special..
a shining smile and grin that could break your heart.
He was bent, from cerebral palsy
but he walked,
boy did he!
He galloped!!!
He took to words and language like an otter to water!
He out-spells everyone, including his caregivers!
He now hangs with us, his mom and dad.
The stores, the marina are his delight,
"Can we go on Errands and Outings?"
and.. "What's for dinner?" He asks daily.
That silly smile wreaths his face
and he glows that inner light,
my Shining Knight.
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