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Of all the poems that I have written, this one is a favorite of mine. This scene plays somewhere nearly every day. A child asking tough questions, an adult trying to answer......

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Catherine
I can't express what it was I liked. it just touched me. I thought it was beautifully written.
Nicky
very good
Marsha
This touched my heart as I have a very special brown-eyed niece who used to come to me with questions. She is older now and a beautiful young lady filled with a curosity for life. God Bless!
Mehek
This is beautiful...real to life poem...

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One Of A Kind

A precious one of tender years
Sat crying by my side,
I asked:"Whatever can I do,
To make your tears subside?"

"I heard somebody say" said she,
"God makes us all the same,
If that is so, then all I have,
Is just a different name!"

She looked at me with her brown eyes,
And asked if this were so,
"You wipe your tears; I said to her,
I'll tell you what I know."

"Each one of us, without a doubt,
A precious piece of Art,
So do not fret, you are unique,
You were right from the start";

"Each one of us, just like the trees,
We reach a different height,
Some stay quite low, to touch the ground,
And some reach for the sky";

"Each one of us, just like the birds,
We sing a different song,
We leave the nest and fly away,
But know where we belong";

"Each one, like snowflakes falling down,
When winter has arrived,
No two are ever quite the same,
Though they may look alike";

"Each one, like pearls inside a shell,
A bright and shining treasure,
But each a deep and mystic glow,
To hold a different pleasure";

"Each one of us, just like the flowers,
Bare colors of many shades,
Each one an equal to the other,
But never quite the same";

And when it rains, my little one,
Each drop's a special tear,
That falls upon our mother earth,
Who holds us all so dear";

She left me then, this ponderous child,
I'd eased her troubled mind,
Her tears dried up, by an old man,
Each one,......one of a kind!

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More Visitor Comments (from the Voting form)

senia
this is my first time to go into this website wolfgang hit me bullseye with this poem. its funny but with a lot of sense. more power
Kathleen
This poem is so true! We were created equally but each different in their own special way *_*
Darrell
good
Vicki
This is a beautiful poem that I would love to share with my grandchildren. Wolfgang is a very talented writer. He goes right to the heart. Well done!
annie
This is so true of questions ask of youth and answered by wisdom..

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