She plays with the children and laughs everyday
Her smile is refreshing like an ocean spray.
She is broken, she is scarred
She talks about life unbarred,
Unafraid of social suicide.
The people who look and go no deeper miss out;
You'll never truly understand flying till you talk to a bird
You'll never appreciate language till you learn a new word
You'll never realize the strength in the ocean till you look eye to eye with a whale
So sit and listen when someone offers you their life tale.
Emily never ignored a single face,
Never denied a living thing grace
Because she'd been there and knew
It was no short journey, no breakthrough.
Grace in action was her calling,
Emily lived to help the broken and the falling.
She gave long hours to the poor
You were always welcome through her door.
She'd tell you a story or sing you a song,
She'd make you feel as though naught was wrong.
This is beauty;
Not soft lips or deep eyes,
Not curled hair or perfect thighs.
A little act,
A gift or happiness protract.
You never know how much you impact someone,
Never know if they put away the gun.
Emily tried to help everyone she saw
Not driven by avarice or law
Emily had a beautiful soul,
She'd give you a meal or her paycheck whole
Never asking for a return favor,
Never disrespecting man or nature.
Many people ignore Emily,
Because her body doesn't work right
They'll never know her or be contrite
She has to use a wheelchair
But beautiful Emily never considered this unfair.
She communicates through a computer
And she needs a special tutor
So some think she is inept.
Yet she never let her sweet heart by this hate wrecked.
Say hi to Emily,
Take the time.
If you think her unworthy, maybe your heart needs to be realigned.