Himpunan Sajak KSIKhas Untuk Kanak2 IstimewaKOLEKSI

SAJAK kanak-kanak istimewaSajak-sajak ini dihimpunkan khas untuk kanak-kanak istimewa. Sayangilah mereka seadanya. ::Wishes In The Dark::

Sometimes when she's sleepingI can see in my mind's eye

the little girl I thought I had,the one who said good-bye.

Sometimes when she's sleepingfolded by her cheek

I close my eyes and see before mea child who can speak.

Sometimes when she's sleepingshe seems so whole and well

I can't believe she won't awakenwith dreams of which to tell.

Sometimes when she's sleepingand the tears in my eyes overflow,I steal what kisses I can in the dark

and wonder what joys she will know.

Sometimes when she's sleepingand my eyes ache with tears unshed,I pray she'll always be full of peace

as she slumbers in her bed.Sometimes when she's sleeping

I can almost hear her say"I love you, Mom, with my heart

and my soul, each and every day".But always when she's sleeping

I am full of prideat the miracle that is my daughterand the perfection that is inside 

::I Am The Child::I am the child who cannot talk.

You often pity me, I see it in your eyes.You wonder how much I am aware of - I see that as well.

I am aware of much - whether you are happy or sad or fearful,patient or impatient, full of love and desire,

or if you are just doing your duty by me.I marvel at your frustration, knowing mine to be far greater,f

or I cannot express myself or my needs as you do.

You cannot conceive my isolation, so complete it is at times.I do not gift you with clever conversation, cute remarks to be

laughed over and repeated.

I do not give you answers to your everyday questions, responses over my well-being, sharing my needs, or comments about the world

about me.I do not give you rewards as defined by the world's standards -

great strides in development that you can credit yourself.I do not give you understanding as you know it.

What I give you is so much more valuable - I give you instead opportunities.

to discover the depth of your character, not mine;the depth of your love, your commitment, your patience, your

abilities;the opportunity to explore your spirit more deeply than you

imagined possible.I drive you further than you would ever go on your own,

working harder, seeking answers to your many questions with no answers.

I am the child who cannot talk.

I am the child who cannot walk.The world seems to pass me by.

You see the longing in my eyes to get out of this chair,to run and play like other children. There is much you take for

granted.I want the toys on the shelf, I need to go to the bathroom, oh I've

dropped my fork again.I am dependant on you in these ways.

My gift to you is to make you more aware of your great fortune,your healthy back and legs, your ability to do for yourself.

Sometimes people appear not to notice me; I always notice them.I feel not so much envy as desire, desire to stand upright,to put one foot in front of the other, to be independent.

I give you awareness.I am the child who cannot walk.

I am the child who is mentally impaired.I don't learn easily, if you judge me by the world's measuring stick,

what I do know is infinite joy in simple things.I am not burdened as you are with the strifes and conflicts of a more

complicated life.My gift to you is to grant you the freedom to enjoy things as a child,to teach you how much your arms around me mean, to give you love.

I give you the gift of simplicity.I am the child who is mentally impaired.

I am the disabled child.I am your teacher.

If you allow me, I will teach you what is really important in life.I will give you and teach you unconditional love.

I gift you with my innocent trust, my dependency upon you.I teach you about how precious this life is and about not taking

things for granted.

I teach you about forgetting your own needs and desires and dreams.

I teach you giving.Most of all I teach you hope and faith.

I am the disabled child.

::Mother of A Special Child::

When I was young, I'd often say, I'd like to be a mom somedayWhile playing with my baby doll, I thought that jobs not hard at all

I'd have a baby, maybe two, a girl in pink...a boy in blueWell I grew up and sure enough,

The baby that was sent to me, was born with disabilitiesAt first I'm frightened through and through, there's much to learn to

care for youThis wasn't in my plans at all, when I was young and played with

dollsYour mind and body were so weak, you might not ever walk or speak

So much special care required, I'm often scared and often tiredAs months and years go slowly by, I smile a lot but sometimes cry

To watch you grow and not complain, though you endure your share of pain

Oh, how I'd hold you and I'd pray, that you'd be healed and whole someday

But I knew that was not to be, not physically or mentallyAnd so I taught you best I could, your progress wasn't very good

But then one day I realized, as I gazed into your loving eyesThat I had learned so much from you, determination...courage too

A love so unconditional, it floods my soul and always willI'm proud to say I gave you birth, for you're an angel here on earth.

::HEAVEN'S Very Special Child::

His progress may be very slow,Accomplishments he may not show.

And he'll require extra careFrom the folks he meets down there.

He may not run or laugh or play,His thoughts may seem quite far away,

In many ways he won't adapt,And he'll be known as handicapped.So let's be careful where he's sent,

We want his life to be content.Please GOD, find the parents who

Will do a special job for you.They will not realize right away

The leading role they're asked to play,But with this child sent from above

Comes stronger faith and richer love.And soon they'll know the privilege given

In caring for their gift from Heaven.Their precious charge, so meek and mild,

Is HEAVEN'S VERY SPECIAL CHILD. 

::God’s Special Child::

I’m sending you a special child,To cherish in my name,

For you to love with all your heart,And teach him just the same.

For he is not like other babies,Not will ever be,

But you can love him just the same,And take care of him for me.

He needs to learn the skills of life,For that I’ve chosen you,

And with your love to guide him,I know you’ll see him through.

Don’t try to see the future,I promise that to none,

Just live each day for all its,Worth and enjoy my special one.