©2011 Injury
I am wounded
but still have a purpose
a gift of fate not chance
I can't do what others do
but there is a place for me
among the living...
in caring
in giving
in loving
I think sometimes I am of no use
then remember all the good I've done
all the good i've left to do
If only in an unconventional way
something tells me I am needed
and should stay.......
to overcome
to perservere
to shine
I am one to look at both sides
I see those around me
there is much I can do
so much ability they've yet to untap
what's opened along with this injury
I see potential they don't in me
reflections in the stillness of solitude...
I observe
I drink of life
I fill my soul...I've much to share.
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