Tuesday, February 14, 2017

An IEP Poem

'Twas the night before the IEP
annual update and review.
Mom lies awake in her bed,
wondering "What more can we do??"

Her boy deserves the best.
He's more than a label.
How well could she express that,
sitting nervously at that table?

She's fought for so long,
and is more than a bit tired.
But the dreams of her boy
have kept her inspired.

So they've called in extra help,
and will hope for the best.
Her strength and her courage
will be put to the test.

For him she'd do anything,
so this she'll do, too.
They will advocate tirelessly
for one of the Lucky Few.

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