A rearing up and balance lost
on the ground unceremoniously tossed
he stands there with a smug horse grin
sometimes I feel I cannot win
I pick myself up off the ground
my left arm numb it's hanging down
my face is scraped, my neck is whack
I wish I'd landed on my back
through this terror still I see
that God is watching over me
I am WALKING to the side
all finished with this bumpy ride
A wheelchair should have been my life
my spinal chord severed like a knife
but God must have a plan for me
so He decided to spare me
there is good in every bad
so think of that and don't get mad
Because of Him I walk today
and so it has been a good day.