Teacher

The wrinkled piece of paper above your crib
was all we ever knew of you;
Daniel, 4 months, Down syndrome.

We never saw you smile,
never took your picture,
never learned your story,
not even your last name,
because we thought there was tomorrow.

We never heard you give a speech,
you never said a word,
just burped few times really, really loud ;)

Still you taught us;
the fleeing of time,
the importance of today,
the importance to say "I love you" now,
for tomorrow we may not be.

Thanks Danya!
I'll see you someday by Jesus' side,
I'm sure you'll teach me more.

-Sylvi