Emily Weaver

A Special Life


Dedicated to Bobath Children’s Therapy Centre Wales


The doctor’s words were saddening and very hard to bear

Your child has cerebral palsy and will need lots of love and care

We knew beyond the stress and strain was a gap we had to fill

So, no matter what, our thoughts were clear; we can, we must, we will.


Life had to go on as normal, or as normal as could be

Because the desperate needs of our little one were very plain to see

There was lots of work and effort and sweat we’d have to spill

And the only way to think was; we can, we must, we will.


Together with other parents we worked day and night to share

The purpose of our mission with others who would care

We talked to groups and businesses their assistance to instill

Always keeping firm in mind; we can, we must, we will


From rattling cans to big events the money came in fast

And many tears of joy were shed when our dream came true at last

The climb had all been worth it as we reached the summit of the hill

All because we never strayed from; we can, we must, we will


It’s great to know the seeds we sewed have blossomed to provide

Hope and happiness for children far and wide

Though many years have passed, my thoughts often wander still

To those amazing times and the people who said;

we can, we must, WE WILL.


John Weaver,

A Founding Parent


Bobath Children’s Therapy Centre Wales provides specialist physiotherapy, occupational therapy and speech and language therapy to children all over Wales who have cerebral palsy. Bobath therapists are state-registered and work together as a team to combine these disciplines to give each child the skills to explore their world, communicate their needs, maximise their potential and so improve their quality of life.


(Dedicated to Heronsbridge School)


 “I dreamed I stood in a studio

and watched the sculptors there.

The clay they used was a young child's mind

and they fashioned it with care.


One was a teacher and the tools he used

were books, and music, and art.

The other a parent with a guiding hand

and a gentle, loving heart.


Day after day the teacher toiled

with touch that was deft and sure,

While the parents laboured by his side

and polished and smoothed it over.


And when at last their task was done

they were proud of what they had wrought.

For the thing they had molded in the child

could  be neither sold nor bought.


And each agreed he would have failed

if he had worked alone,

For behind the parent stood the school

and behind the teacher, the home.”