My kids touch my heart
Each one has a spot
The smiles
The tears
The screams
And yells
Some of them have went threw hell
The wheelchairs
The mental and physical restrains
Each one has their own special way
To learn the names and faces of the kids
Is to learn they are full of love
And ready to give
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