You saw the sunrise over the mountain this morning way before I ever did from your elevated position You herded onto the bus as I sat to the side I didn't want to get in the way and be an imposition Just three feet ahead of you at the coffee shop I struggled with the door You stepped around me and waltzed on through ordering your cafe latte as I struggled some more On a very steep incline it would be alright if you asked me You wanna ride? I'd happily sit back with my hands in my lap I get very tired sometimes I've never been much of an athlete but since I became 'half one' I've actually learned how to run! How to shoot hoops in basketball and how to dance I've even found True Romance For even if my legs don't work no more and I can no longer feel my feet upon the floor My memories provide a solid ground I know I'm not static I can still move around
I'm not in a wheelchair, I don't know anybody in a wheelchair, I think this is one of my 'automatic writing' moments and hope it connects to somewhere out there. I heard your whisper ;)