He’s what we call a trouble
And often not just one but double!
A hyperactive kid with label,
That reads he’s restless and unstable.
Be patient, give him needed space,
Though fast, he doesn’t win the race.
Shrewd and brave, a daredevil,
With low concentration level.
His frazzled mind needs to express
But often ordered to suppress.
Those random words he has to say
Will choose improper time and way.
Show your love and understanding,
What he does wrong is rather random -
It’s not you but him, who’s bothered,
Being brushed away by others.
Don’t get angry in frustration,
Offer extra stimulation,
Let brilliant fast spinning mind
Have territory to unwind.
You will achieve the best result-
Praise, compromise but don’t insult.
If reprimand - in decent terms,
Wondering eyes calm after storm.
Give him another chance to win,
Wish to be 1st – his biggest sin.
Your great reward – his happy smile
Stays in your heart, it is worth trying.
What doctors promised, all came true
Efforts paid off, your son outgrew.
Not long ago his worn-out label
Turned into well-behaved, and stable.
Copyright © Margarita Lillico | Year Posted 2019
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