There once was a crocodile farm that had two swamps for the crocodiles to enjoy; one great big one, and one teeny tiny one (that a frog barely fit into).
The crocodile farmer had two beautiful crocodiles who loved to lay in the sun beside the great big swamp to get warm. When they got too warm the two beautiful crocodiles would slide down the bank and into the cool murky water to cool off.
The two beautiful crocodiles loved their great big swamp; they loved sharing it together; they loved it when visitors to the crocodile farm came to look at them from over the fence.
One morning a truck drove up to the gate in the fence, which kept the crocodiles in and the people out. The two beautiful crocodiles, lying in the sun, didn’t move, but kept watch to see what would happen.
The gate opened…and two more crocodiles were taken out of the truck and left inside the fence, with the farmer’s two beautiful crocodiles. One of the new crocodiles was very similar to the two beautiful crocodiles, almost the same size even. The other of the two new crocodiles was HUGE! ENORMOUS! Very Impressive!
The two beautiful crocodiles thought it would be great to have the HUGE! ENORMOUS! Very Impressive! crocodile in their great big swamp with them. They thought that visitors to the farm would love looking at them even more with this HUGE! ENORMOUS! Very Impressive! crocodile sharing their swamp.
But the first-of-the-new-crocodiles was a bit skinny. The two beautiful crocodiles thought he didn’t look strong at all and also thought it was best if this one shared the teeny tiny swamp with the frog.
The HUGE! ENORMOUS! Very Impressive! crocodile enjoyed sunning himself on the bank of the great big swamp and sliding into the water when he got too warm. The two beautiful crocodiles were very glad he was in their swamp, surely the visitors to the farm would love seeing two beautiful crocodiles and one HUGE! ENORMOUS! Very Impressive! crocodile all together.
The first-of-the-new-crocodiles enjoyed being with the frog. They became great friends. But this crocodile couldn’t enjoy the teeny tiny swamp. There wasn’t even enough room or water for the frog and definitely not enough room or water for the crocodile. Some times the first-of-the-new-crocodiles became so hot that he got sick because he couldn’t slide into the murky water of the swamp to cool off. But the frog would sit beside him and they would share stories together about all the swamps and farms they had lived on and about their families. They were very great friends.
One day the crocodile farmer brought some visitors to look over the fence at his crocodiles. The visitors watched the two beautiful crocodiles and the HUGE! ENORMOUS! Very Impressive! crocodile sunning themselves on the bank and sliding into the murky water. These three crocodiles heard them saying how much they liked being able to see them there.
Not many visitors looked over the fence at the first-of-the-new-crocodiles and the frog. But they were happy being friends and the first-of-the-new-crocodiles began to sing while the frog jumped a dance to his song.
When the visitors to the farm heard the first-of-the-new-crocodiles sing they moved to his end of the fence to listen. They loved hearing the song and watching the frog dance.
After the farmer and the visitors left, the two beautiful crocodiles had a think.
They thought that the visitors liked seeing that they were beautiful; and seeing the HUGE! ENORMOUS! Very Impressive! crocodile; and enjoyed hearing the first-of-the-new-crocodiles’ song; and were amused watching the frog dance.
So, the crocodiles and the frog all decided that they would share the great big swamp because they each were special – beautiful, HUGE!, musical and funny.
They all became friends and they all had visitors come to see and hear them at the crocodile farm. Which made the farmer very pleased.
When I said I’d love you always
When I said, no matter what
When I said I’d hold within my arms
Whoever I begot
Well, I meant all I was saying
Well, I meant every single word
Well, I meant in all sincerity
I’d adore my little bird
So, sing my little songbird
So, sing in your own way
So, sing with voice, or print, or hand
Sing while you are at play
You speak in different tones sometimes
You speak without a sound
You speak from deep within your soul
Like no other I have found
Though they see incapacity
Though they see a misfit
Though they see their life hindered
I see my life on fire; lit
New vision now have I
New vision now could they
New vision now could all embrace
Oh try, now, while you may
Oh mother, you did not expect
All with me, you received
Along with joy of our new life
I know you’ll need to grieve.
I’m some of what you thought I’d be
I’m small and need your care
But care might be understating
All you think you’ll have to bear.
It may be that my eyes won’t see
Your face and smile at you
Or perhaps I’ll never hear you say
You love me when I’m blue.
I may not walk or you may have to
Fit on me a brace
At school it might be hard to run
You may not watch me race.
But I will bring you joys untold
Just you wait and see
With every small accomplishment
Or great, in victory.
If I never look you in the eye
Or hold a conversation grand
We’ll find new ways to show our love
As us, is how we’ll stand
So don’t you fret now, mother
We don’t always get what we expect
Sometimes we get much greater gifts
Than we imagined, when plans were set.
We’re going to meet new people
Have adventures great and small
And when we’re done with all things new
We’re going to learn and meet some more.