Author: Barbara Goodhew
It 's hard to be compassionate and be kind.
You see a healthy well abled person that's fine.
But they tell everyone they can't stand it .
They talk about ending their life and just complain.
You are lucky you get help a homemaker that comes in 5 days a week
You live in housing so you get cheaper rent.
Some think being disabled is a easy life.
It's not easy we just don't COMPLAIN.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Capricorn (18.104.22.168) -- Saturday, June 5 2004, 12:00 am|
I've only just noticed this one.I remember when we had a disabled parking sticker for my autistic son, and someone said we were lucky. I know just how you feel writing this Barb
|barb (22.214.171.124) -- Saturday, June 5 2004, 01:02 am|
thanks cap some think wierd don't they.
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