In all the world there is nobody, nobody like you
Since the beginning of time there has never been another person
Nobody has your smile, your eyes, your hands, your hair
Nobody owns your handwriting, your voice
Nobody can paint your brushstrokes.
Nobody has your taste for food or music or dance or art
Nobody in the universe sees things as you do.
In all time there has never been anyone who laughs
in exactly your way, and what makes you laugh or cry or think
May have a totally different response in another.
So – You’re Special
You’re different from any other person
Who has ever lived in the history of the universe
You are the only one in the whole creation
Who has your particular set of abilities
There is always someone who is better at one thing or another
Everyone is your superior in at least one way
Nobody in the universe can reach the quality of combination
of your talents, your feelings.
Like a roomful of musical instruments some might excel in
one way or another
But nobody can match the symphonic sound when all are
Through all eternity no one will ever walk, talk, think or do exactly
You’re Very Special
Adapted from the work of an unknown poet and dedicated to all of our Ancestors.
In telling their stories we continue to honour them, appreciate the differences and
Copyright © 2012. Catherine Ann Crout-Habel