Creative Works of Kathy Hunter

Perhaps

Perhaps
She can’t ride a bike or scramble up the stairs

But

She can find delight in her little swing
As the wind gently flutters her hair.

Perhaps
She can’t squeal at the antics of Big Bird
Or Captain Kangaroo

But

She can appreciate the little things
Even more than me and you.

Perhaps
She doesn’t see the lively world
That bustles all around her

But

She can see the beauty and wonder
In one small flower.

Perhaps
She seems not to hear or understand
What we all are saying

But

She somehow knows, I think
How many hearts are praying.

Perhaps
Her life can teach we teachers
That in less time than an hour
We can forget the feel of the wind
Or the beauty of one small flower.

But

However few her talents are
For great scholastic feats
She brings out love in all of us
Her smile is life’s greatest treat.

-by Kathy Hunter
Copyright 1985