Clever as the Devil, twice as wicked.
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They expected her
her precious life away.
she would lament
in the boundaries
of the wheels.
to fly instead…
I can relate to your words…with the many disabilities that affect me each day,..I refuse to sit back and let it get me down…i keep moving forward thanking God for the blessing of his love. All could be worse, but its not…I choose to fly and lift others with me. Beautiful poem! God bless!
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That’s the spirit that makes happy people out of just ‘people’. Handicaps and disabilities are opportunities to think/walk/fly out of the box of normalcy.
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