Author: Barbara Goodhew


I see people that are blind
I hear people in pain.
Some in wheelchairs.
People without their limbs.
I am very lucky, really.
I can see, hear, I have no pain.
I walk and talk different
but at least I still can use my legs and voice.
Someday when I'm better,
I'll be able to have my life of choice.


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