Silently Dancing
In a magical world
She slides down a rainbow
Of tinkling laughter
Landing in a pot of gold.
Covered in pixie dust she twirls.
Fingers clicking, head-bobbing,
Feet tapping, humming
To a song only she can hear.
My Down Syndrome princess,
A gentle soul she has.
If she had her voice
A beautiful songbird she would be.
How I long to hear her song.
A stroke, tragically,
Stole it away
Like a thief in the night
Today her dance is loud and clear
Joy circles her like a bodyguard
Under the rainbow
Near her pot of gold.
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