Sunday, August 31, 2008
I’m Special
I’m special. In the entire world, there’s nobody like me.
Since the beginning of time,there has never been
another person like me.
Nobody has my smile. Nobody has my eyes,
my nose, my hair, and my voice.
I’m Special.
No one can be found who has my handwriting.
Nobody anywhere has my tastes-for
food or music or art.
No one sees things just as I do.
In all of time, there’s been no one who laugh like me,
no one who cries like me.
And makes me laugh and cry will never provoke
identical laughter and tears
From anybody else, ever.
No one reacts to any situation just as
I would react
I’ m special.
I’m the only one in all of creation
who has my set of abilities.
Oh, there will always be somebody who is
better at one of the things I’m good at,
But no one in the universe can reach the quality of
my combination of talents,
Ideas, abilities, and feelings.
Like a room full of musical instruments, some may
excel alone, but none can match
The symphony sound when all are played together.
I’m a symphony.
Through all eternity no one will ever look,
talk, walk, think or do like me.
I’m special. I’m rare. And rarity there is great value.
Because of my great rare I need no to
attempt to imitate others.
I will accept- yes, celebrate- my differences.
I’m Special.
And I’m beginning to realize it’s no
accident that I’m special.
I’m beginning to see that God made me
special for a very special purpose.
He must have a job for me that no
one else can do as well as I.
Out of all the billions of applicants only one is qualified,
Only one has the combination of what it takes.
That one is Me, because I’m Special.