Accept Each Other

Accept me the way I am.
No one is perfect, not even you.
Don’t think about what we don’t like,
Think about what we do.
You accept me the way I am,
And I’ll accept you.

Accept Me

Accept me the way I am
As I am one of the family.
Even though I’m in a wheelchair,
I must be accepted
The way I am.

Accept me the way I am
As I am one of the family.
When I talk
You make fun of my voice.
Sometimes it sounds funny
To me too
But I accept it
And so should you.

Accept me the way I am
As I am one of the family.
I might be fatter
Than you think I ought to be
But that’s the way I am
So, that’s the way I am.

Accept me the way I am
As I am one of the family.
I rip the door frames
And wreck the walls.
You think I ought to be
A better driver
But I do try hard
So accept me
The way I am.

Accept me the way I am
As I am one of the family.
You think the T.V. programs
I watch are dumb.
You don’t like
The kind of music
I listen to
But you must
Accept the things I like.

Accept me the way I am
As I am one of the family.
No one is perfect
Not even you.
Don’t think about
What we don’t like
About each other.
Think about
What we do like.
So if you’ll accept me
The way I am,
I’ll accept you
The way you are.

I Wonder

I wonder about walking.
What it would feel like
To walk alone
With nobody walking behind me,
Without anyone hugging me
Around my middle?
To me it would feel so strange,
I’ve never walked without any help!

I wonder about talking.
What would it sound like
If I said every word right
And oh so clear,
To have everyone understand
Everything I said?
To me it would sound so strange,
I’ve never talked without difficulty!

I wonder about having two good hands.
What would it feel like
If I dressed myself
And my parents had only themselves
To take care of,
To make oh so much easier
The things I do now?
To me it would feel so strange,
I’ve always had just one good hand

I'll Find a Way

I’ll find a way
To get my message across
If you can not understand.
I will try another way
Until you get my message clear.

I’ll find a way
To get the things
Which are almost in my reach.
I know it’s hard
But I think I can stretch
And grab the things
I really want.

I’ll find a way
To do what looks like fun.
I’ll try with one
Or both my hands,
I’ll try hard and try again
I’ll just say to myself
“I think I can”.

I’ll find a way
To be a teacher,
To teach kids to talk
In a very special way.
I’ll see that they do
Get that gift of speech.
I had my turn,
Now it’s theirs.