Her eyes are thoughtful as she thinks
of her past life when as a child
she watched the other children play
as by her pane they gayly filed.
A deaf child isn't wanted there,
She could not join in childish games
When they said "catch" she didn't hear
She could not work out half their names.
Now full grown she watches still .
she's ever outside looking in
Her life has been a bitter pill;
being deaf's viewed as a sin.
Her lovely eyes mist as she sees
contempories out there having fun
spectator of their revelries
she has no dates when day is done.
Her thoughts turn to the future when
old age has come and taken over
will she be alone by then.
no husband for her and no lover?
Or will her prince come riding by,
a fairy tale at last come true.
A silent tear slides from her eye
as she thinks her future through.
Standing outside looking in
is not a very happy place
so if you see her standing there
a teardrop silent on her face
remember she has feelings too,
a handicap is not a crime
invite her in to share with you
become her friend, give her your time.
Don't leave her standing to one side
unable to join in the game
Let her do what she can do
You'll find that she is just the same.
If she can't see or hear or walk
that surely is enough to bear.
She needs a friend with whom to talk,
Don't leave her lonely standing there.