Will Worthington, a soul with  great passion and full of inspiration deliver’s a very warm & powerful heart touching Poem at The Steven Walter Fundraising Event.

A Poem Will dedicate’s for young souls who are battling for their lives across the globe.

For those who were unable to attend the evening’s event, it’s our pleasure to post this very very special story by Will Worthington.

 

THROUGH THE EYE’S OF A CHILD                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

Here I lay staring out the window  

the sky is blue

white clouds are floating by

Oh ! look there’s a horse, there’s a rabbit

can you see them

 

The sun is out so warm and bright

the tree’s are moving ever so slowly

I think they are moving

It dosen’t matter

that’s ok

 

The grass is green

somebody has just mowed it

I can smell it

I think I can smell it

It doesn’t matter

that’s ok  

 

Oh ! I wish I could be out there

to stand and feel the grass

to feel the sun on my face

the wind blowing thru my hair

if I had hair

I did before

I must have

I don’t remember

But that’s ok

 

I can’t run around anymore

the pain is so bad

I can only lay here

 

I look around me

all I see are my brother’s and sister’s

we are all brother’s and sister’s here

 

They said I will get better, but I’m not

 

They whisper to my mum and dad

there is nothing they can do

they think I can’t hear

but I see it in their eye’s

the pain of knowing

that I won’t be cured of this sickness

but mum and dad…….that’s ok

 

My angel said be brave……be strong……..I’m here for you

 

We all have angel’s here

my brother’s and sister’s

can’t you see them

Oh my angel said

we are the only ones

 

I’m glad that they are here

they help ease the pain

as they hold onto me

 

I’m 3, 4, 6, 7…..

I don’t know

It doesn’t matter

but that’s ok

 

here comes my mum and dad

sadness in their eye’s

trying hard to be happy for me

I gotta be brave for them

I smile

I’m 3, 5, 6, 7…………

I don’t remember

but that’s ok

 

I look at them tears brim my eye’s

in pain and sadness I can’t speak

I wish I could speak, to painful

so I smile

 

I would tell them don’t be sad

my angel is going to take me to a place where I can run

feel the sun on my face, the breeze blowing thru my hair

I will hair my angel said

 

My mum and dad

I will be seeing them everyday

I will be able to speak to them

I hope they can hear me

 

I’m 5, 6, 7, 8………….

I don’t remember

but that’s ok

 

Some day they will be able to cure kids like me

and my brother’s and sister’s

I hope they can learn from our sickness

My angel said they would

 

I’m 6, 7, 8, 9………..

I don’t remember

but thtat’s ok

 

I know my mum and dad  will help raise lot’s of money

to find a cure for all the other kids out there

they said so…………I believe them

 

Please don’t give up on us……on our hopes our dreams

to make us better so we too can live our lives with our families

free of pain free of sorrow from this sickness

too smile….too laugh….and be happy

 

so we and our angels….we wait…..we smile….and we pray in hope.

 

My name is Will Worthington , this is their story……………THROUGH THE EY’S OF A CHILD.

 

Thank you xoxoxoxo