Poems & Lyrics that made you think…

By | February 8, 2012

I’m going to add to this from time to time, I posted my favourite poem a few days ago “Not Waving But Drowning” but I’ll use this page for little snippets that “get” how I feel:

This one is from “Call of the Wild” by Midge Ure:

“…and the magic that surrounds you, I will build a world around you..”

Love that, Â I’d like that tattoo-ed around a circular picture of D but haven’t yet decided on the picture or position.


This poem was introduced to me by another twitter user (4tinkerbelle) a couple of weeks ago, it’s too poignant to break it down, so it’s reproduced below in full:

Welcome to Holland

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability – to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this…
When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip – to Italy. You buy a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum, the Michelangelo David, the gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome to Holland.”

“Holland?!” you say. “What do you mean, Holland?” I signed up for Italy! I’m supposed to be in Italy. All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy.

But there’s been a change in the flight plan. They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven’t taken you to some horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It’s just a different place.

So you must go out and buy a new guidebook. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It’s just a different place. It’s slower paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills, Holland has tulips, Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy, and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life you will say, “Yes, that’s where I was supposed to go. That’s what I had planned.”

The pain of that will never, ever, go away, because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.

But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland.

Written by Emily Perl Kingsley


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K and B's Mom on 9th February 2012 at 11:14 am.

That is a beautiful quote! And describes the way we all feel, I’m sure! 🙂


Hindi Songs Lyrics on 20th October 2016 at 5:42 pm.

I love using music in my class with my ELL students. I used to teach the names of colors and sight words. They love it!


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