My Wind
To make changes in our lives, often we need a gust of wind to help us lift our sails and point us in the right direction. We all have our cheerleaders, and friends who have stuck by us through tribulations, trials, and successes. Those people who listen to us without passing judgements, but often having a kind word to say as we make sense out of our own lives. Our wind can come from anywhere, but often I find in my own life it's family who has been there for the duration.
Today the wind that helps me try to push forward to succeed is my adopted four year old son with Down syndrome. He is my inspiration, and certainly one of my heros. He's the reason I wake up every morning with the intent to make this world a better place. I think of HIS future, and I know he is my wind and my drive to bring about a better tomorrow.
So I'd like to share a poem with you that I wrote for him on a windy day.
MY WIND
Strands blowing in the wind,
As your eyes grace the blue sky,
Short, stubby fingers pointed up,
A question in your eye.
Your words may be limited,
Your ideas sail fast,
It’s fun trying to keep up,
My little breeze to the past.
Big mansions, funny faces,
On gales as clouds roll by,
Frolicking leaves, green waves of grass,
Sunlight beaming from your eye.
Blowing baby lotioned kisses,
Pursed lips so heaven sent,
Warmth coming from your laughter,
Daffodils all loved, now bent.
Brown butterflies cast down,
Thwarted in a whirling gust,
Stumbling you fall,
A merriment covered all in dust.
As the day nears its end,
You take my breath away,
By all the little things you do,
Down syndrome doesn’t come in play.
Angel drawing inner strength,
A strong wind cast from cloud nine,
Bursting, blowing, teaching all,
God's wind pushing from behind.
How gently you do play,
Gliding...teasing as you go,
Surpassing expectations,
Zooming daily to and fro.
Copywritten by SDF
May your wind help direct and guide you to live your dreams and be all that you can be!