My child
A wheelchair I have
But once
I ran
I played
Chased cows
Built fence
Hauled hay
My child
Not that long ago
I was like you
Free to be
Wild and true
My child
Then it happened
I woke one morning
I forgot how to move
But before that
You couldn't keep me down for long
I was ready
I was willing
I just wanted to go
Then like I said
One day poof no walky
I stumbled
I fell
Last November
Was the last time
I moved on my own
My child
Sure there were treadmills
There have been walkers
But
Nothing like it was
I have made progress over time
But I still have a long way to go
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