Just the three of us by Mark Bell

Just the three of us

Morning has broken
Door is a jar
I got no legs
I can’t go far
Waiting for
My wife
Anne Marie
A wonderful
woman
She cares
For me.
The three of us
We like to share
Me ,Marie and
My wheel chair.

Written by

Mark Bell Portsmouth

(Portsmouth)

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