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The boy was as quiet as a viper
Often talkative and very hyper
One thought crossed another
Another topic intercepted the other.

Running…Running…Racing thoughts
Too…Too..many to be caught.
He jumped and jived that young little boy
He sure had ways to actively annoy!

Poor little fellow…they gave him pills
To settle him down and stay still!
“He lacks attention!”
“He needs detention!”
That’s what they thought and said
About the boy’s mind and head!

In a closet, I was found
Needing a break from all sound
Too much activity going round
Twisting…turning…spinning ground!
Needing a quick fast break
From the young boy – for my sake!

Years later, I come to observe and ponder
Is there such thing as ADHD I do wonder!
There is no such thing
A-Ring-A—Ding-Ding
Sound the bells!  Ring the alarm
ADHD does NO harm!
Oh why…Look!  That’s the charm
Straight from the “Funny Farm!”

Young boy was clearly misunderstood
By friends and neighbors from the ‘hood!
The boy was loaded with a lust for life
In love with living – though some may strife!
Too much wonders…too much to see
To much discover…too much for he…
To contain himself as others desired him to be!

Such an overload – such great lust for world and life
Mis-taken by many creates a strife!
An overflow of thoughts sputter out
Without refrains…without a doubt!
Overwhelming excitement bursts out loud!

Slow down – little boy…slow down!
The pill is there to help you ground…
To steady your pace…and settle your feet
To not burn-out by the kindled heat
Of your passionate lust for life and world!

You’re all right…You are just fine!
May you win many friends when you unwind
Your lust for life, your running thoughts and hasty mind…•

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