On the day our son was born, the sun did shine,
Holding him in my arms, he was all mine
When he was two, he would bang, scream and kick on the door
He would hit out, bite and bang his head on the floor.
We laughed and we cried
We were exhausted and tired
Caring for our son was a full time task
A little help and support is all we would ask
No services for children with mental health needs
We needed a break, our own health at stake
How much more of this could we really take
Now our sons reached adulthood
His challenging behaviours more understood.
Our son has a disorder, which affects his brain
Knowing what we are dealing with is less of a strain
We still have to deal with the odd mood swing
Never knowing what each day will bring.
All that we ask is for persons to understand
Young persons suffer mental health needs
They should not be condemned
Look at their needs, what they require
A life of happiness is all they desire.
Child mental health problems often dismissed
Other hidden disabilities often go missed
God gifted us with a child to love and to share
Help us to manage, cope and to care.
What is a label, what's in a name
Look at their need, your target and aim
Remember the child's dignity, it is not a game
Children need love to be cherished and adored
Not to be excluded, dismissed or ignored.
We, love our child, he is our son
Like the first day we nursed him on the day he was born
For as long as we are alive, we will always be there
Providing our love, support and his care
By Margaret
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