Jacob’s poem - Through My Big Brown Eyes

Jacob Brentnall with his mum Hannah, right and Donna Corcoran who has written a poem about him.

Jacob Brentnall with his mum Hannah, right and Donna Corcoran who has written a poem about him.

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Wind swept hair and my special chair that doesn’t bother me. I like to explore like the other kids around, then rest and restore my energy, as I sit and look through my big brown eyes.

I may be strong, mighty and courageous but that won’t stop me having to be last and wait for ages. I may be different in a certain way but I still love to laugh and play, as I sit and look through my big brown eyes.

So please be kind and patient too it may not come across but I really am not so lucky as some of you, so when I smile through my big brown eyes you have touched my heart and my feelings inside.

I may not talk but signing I do, I can also let you know I can hear you, the world and the fear I have to face, sometimes all I need is some space looking through my big brown eyes.

If you find this hard to accept, take a look at your life and don’t let words you have said make you regret, for what you do not see is what I see through my big brown eyes.

Written by Donna Corcoran on behalf of Jacob Brentnall, to encourage people not to judge children as they may have a disability.

It will be displayed in schools and at play areas locally.

“Every child has a right to play regardless of any additional needs,” said Donna.