Stop and applaud the ones with special gifts.
They bring perfection into human form.
The miracle of their endowment lifts
us up, and excellence seems the norm.
Stop and applaud the ones with special gifts.
When they come before us, we are apprised
of providence, that splendor for the taking.
And there is an oracle that sees in their eyes
the greater self that waits upon our waking.
Stop and applaud the ones with special gifts.