*~Xaynee-Leigh~*

She was 'different' from the start...as though she never 'belonged'
I've seen her make people smile and make people cry
I've seen people being cruel and making comments
It made me angry and it made me cry

One day we were standing outside a supermarket and a woman walked by
I heard her say to her friend...

″Look at that big baby still wearing a bib″
I felt so angry that I wanted to walk straight up to this woman
I wanted to give her a piece of my mind
I wanted to insult her and humiliate her
Xaynee was only four years old, but I saw nothing less than an angel in her
How could this woman be so insensitive and cruel?
That night I cried myself to sleep

The next day I kept seeing this woman in my thoughts
She didn't look young, so I thought to myself...
Does she even have children?

We all want perfect children, right?
I have one
She can't say many words, maybe twenty
But she knows 'Please' and 'Thank you' and when to use them
She gives people hugs and kisses
People she hardly knows, and she means it
She cuddles up to you and hugs you when you're crying
She laughs with you when you laugh

She never wakes you in the morning on a weekend
She goes to the kitchen and make herself a sandwich
Then she finds something to do until you wake up

She doesn't fight like other children, she can't speak
She can't run like other children, so she helps you in the house
Does any mother have what I have?

I don't care that she can't eat without spilling some food
I don't care that she still wears diapers
I don't care that I sometimes have to carry her
I don't care that she has tantrums
I don't care that she can't do the things that other children do
Angels are meant to be different
They radiate love
They look at you and they don't see a face or a body
No, angels were given a gift...
They can sense what's right from wrong
They can sense what's true and false
And they can sense what's love and hate
My little angel was given that gift

All I want is to feel her hugs and kisses again
To play with her during the day
To dance with her in my arms to all her favourite songs
And to put her in bed at night

All I want...

All I wish for...

Is to have my little angel back