God's Special Ones


	God's Special Ones We call them God’s special ones but it seems like they’re the ones God didn’t want, To be born with a mind that doesn’t work and a life so limited and gaunt. I don’t know the purpose of their life the reason for them I can not say, I pray God will explain it to me because it makes me so sad to see them this way. If only I had the power to heal them so life’s mysteries they could explore, To live life to the fullest and not be helpless or pitied anymore. JRS © 1-9-99 The "Okie" Poet All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved