written in 1992 on behalf of my daughter Rebecca
WHO CARES ABOUT ME
I am but a little girl
Who's life has taken a different twirl
I am disabled, that's what I'm labeled
I am trying so hard to be able.
I am fed different than my friends each day,
for me it is the only way.
Mom worries for that day,
that nobody will want or care to pay.
WHO WILL FEED ME?
They say dollars have all but dried.
They say everything needs to be cut.
The programs that help me have to be shut.
WHO WILL PAY FOR ME?
The doctors and home healthcare help me out.
My therapies and medicines I cannot be without.
My braces and wheelchair help me about.
My glasses I cannot see without.
WHO WILL CARE FOR ME?
School budgets are already stressed.
My needs are trying to be met.
It costs a lot to educate me.
With so many students,
How will anything be left for me.
HOW WILL I LEARN?
I am a little girl who fights to be alive,
But without healthcare, I won't survive.
With all the wonderful care
I have thrived.
My family and I have always strived.
WHO CARES ABOUT ME?
Without help we won't be able to cope.
We cannot give up hope.
There is a choice.
Just listen to one little voice.
WHO WILL HELP ME?
I am just a little girl who wants to be,
as happy, healthy, the best little girl I can be.
copyright 2006 Ann Yurcek
An excerpt from Tiny Titan, Journey of Hope