I'm Special

I'm Special

In all the world there's nobody like me.  Since the beginning

of time, there has never been another person like me.

Nobody has my smile.  Nobody has my eyes, nose, my

hair, my hands, my voice.

I'm Special

No one can be found who has my handwriting.  Nobody 

anywhere has my tastes~for food or music or art.  Nobody

sees things just as I do.  In all of time there's been no one

who laughs like me, no one who cries like me.  And what

makes me laugh and cry will never provoke identical

laughter and tears from anybody else.  EVER!  No one reacts

to any situation just as I would react.

I'm Special

I'm the only one in all of creation who has my set of 

abilities.  Oh, there will always be somebody who is better at 

one of the things I'm good at, BUT NO ONE IN THE 

UNIVERSE CAN REACH THE QUALITY OF MY

COMBINATION OF TALENTS, IDEAS, ABILITIES

AND FEELINGS.  Like a room full of musical instruments, 

some may excel alone, but non can match the symphony

sound when all are played together.  I'M A SYMPHONY.

Through all of eternity no one will ever look, talk, walk,

think, or do like me.

I'm Special.  I'm Rare.

I AM UNIQUE AND PRECIOUS...

And in all rarity, there is great value.  Because of my great 

value, I need not attempt to imitate others.  I will

accept -- yes, celebrate -- my difference.

I'm Special

And I'm beginning to realize it's no accident that I'm

special.  I'm beginning to see that God made me special for

 a very special purpose.  He must have a job for me that no

one else can do as well as I.  Out of all the billions of 

applicants, only one was qualified, only one has the fith

combination that it takes.