Hey!
Hey!
Come see!
Come see my rock band!
The rocks were smooth and carefully placed.
He played them
purposefully
with a stick.
His disability
defied labeling.
But odd he was –
no doubt about it.
His over-sized head
beat time
to the music in his mind
His lashes (too long for a boy)
laughed in a sea of blue.
Hey!
Hey!
Come see!
Come see my rock band.
When he started secondary school
I heard he got an A in drama.
Alison Cassidy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/co-op-tales-damien/
