My son wrote this poem in his graduating year. The teacher sent it to me because she thought I would like to see it. I remember him saying to me once when I was sick with a cold and complaining about my cough “Welcome to my world Momâ€.
Welcome to my world…
Come and take a walk with me and feel the world the way I do.
We’ll take two steps forward and fall 3 more behind.
We’ll walk a little further, until we can’t walk anymore.
We’ll reach into our pockets for that little fresh breath of air,
We’ll take a few more steps and reach for a few more breaths.
We could just give up and stop walking, but that is not living.
We’ll long for the day when we can walk as many steps as we want without all the despair.
So until that day arrives we’ll keep on stepping forward and falling behind.
Welcome to my world…
Stevie