Poetry about Samuel's Tics and Tourettes

a face covered by a hand

Tic Alert

Slowly they start, deep from within
A blink here and there, its hard to give in
Sniffing, snorting, coughing, this is just the start
As Samuel would say, “Oh what a fart!”

Grunting, nose picking, and on and on it goes
Which tic will come next, Samuel does not know
Here comes the neck and head jerk – beware who stand behind!
People start to look and stare , how unkind.

tree and sunlight

Who cares what other people think when Samuel does his usual jerk and blink
He is braver than I was when I was his age
I had better stop waffling before I start another page
Pursue your dreams Samuel and like a tree reach for the sky
You are one in a million! Mummy over and out – Bye Bye

Tree

Oct 2006 – Written by mummy

Copyright 2006

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Posted on 29 October 2006 by Lynette Coates

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