My granddaughter, Lexi, wrote this delightful poem for Halloween and I asked her if I could share it with my readers today.

There once was a werewolf very sad,
No one liked him because he looked mad.
He’d get up at night and howl at the moon,
Almost as loud as a crying bassoon.

He also looked scary with all of his hair,
And didn’t have any clothes to wear.
Even though he looked normal by day,
Everyone still refused to play.

Rosa Maria came to the U.S. when she was three months old and her family settled in Laredo, Texas. She had been diagnosed with cerebral palsy and her parents brought her to the U.S. seeking treatment for her condition. Rosa Maria has the mental capacity of a child half her age. Last Tuesday, Rosa Maria was in a great deal of pain and was ultimately diagnosed with a diseased gall bladder that would require emergency surgery. However, the hospital in Laredo was not equipped to do the surgery on such a young special needs child, and she was sent by ambulance to Driscoll Children’s Hospital in Corpus Christie, Texas.