Poem by Voiceless Child: Ode to My Parents

A little more about the Voiceless Child, foster child, adopted child. Heather lived in a hospital the first 14 months of her life. She didn’t move any part of her body purposefully. She was dependent on a tube in her neck and a machine for breath, and a tube in her belly for nourishment. She could not utter any sound due to scarring in her airway that blocked air flow through her vocal cords. She’d never been outside. She was thought to be deaf, blind, and retarded.

POEM by the Voiceless Child, written at 18 years of age

ODE TO MY PARENTS

My mother is the dearest of them all
My father is a great one of a kind
They adopted me when I was real small
Parents like these are very hard to find
I was real sick when I was a baby
The chance of me living was just maybe
My mother found a doctor to help me
My father slept by me bed for two years
They got me all healthy so I could be free
Without my parents I’d have many fears