‘Tis but a scratch.
Two eyes to see the stars
If I squint I can even see Mars
Two ears to hear the good word
Even though lately it’s been spurred
Two hands to clutch the handles
Guess I can throw away half my sandals
One leg to bear my withered frame
I still can’t believe that car did maim
Why did I drive that night?
Why did I not keep the road in sight
But now I am a cripple see
But I refuse to let this define me
I will not lie in this pity bed for all time
An unwillingness to try will not be my crime
It will be hard and painful to boot
But I have my family for me to root
Months of therapy lie in store
Now I begin this personal war
For misfortune will not keep me down
I will face each day with a smile, not a frown
And I don’t care if to the floor I occasionally drop
I will walk again, even if I have to hop!
Thank you for listening.