A meeting was held quite far from earth,

It's time again for anoth birth,

Said the angels to the Lord above,

This special child will need much love.

His progress may seem very slow.

Accomplishments he may not show.

And he'll require eatra care,

From the folks he meets way down there.

He may not run or laugh or play,

His thoughts may seem quite far away.

In many ways he won't adapt

and he'll be known as handicapped.

So let's be careful where he's sent.

We want his life to be content.

Please Lord, find me parents who

will do a special job for you.

They will not realize right away

The leading role they're asked to play.

But with this child sent from above

Come stronger faith and richer love.

And soon they'll know the privilege given,

In caring for this gift from Heaven.

Their precious child so meek and mild,

Is Heaven's Very Special Child.

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