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Dec 30, 2008
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Reality Set In Today
I have trouble remembering
When walking was something
I didn’t use to think about
When movement was something
I wasn’t aware took effort
I watch people come and go
Sit and stand not wondering
Whether their knees would go feeble
Whether confusion would sneak in
Or Balance be lost thus fall over
I miss those days when I took
Walking for granted, never
Thinking it would vanished
Movement by movement
Step by step, day by day
I have trouble remembering
What it felt like to walk
Without concern or thought
What it felt like to be
Independent without a cane
Today I got the blue decal
Joining a society
Of disable citizens
With my mobility impaired
I’m nostalgic for my youth
When walking was something
I didn’t use to think about
When movement was something
I wasn’t aware took effort
I watch people come and go
Sit and stand not wondering
Whether their knees would go feeble
Whether confusion would sneak in
Or Balance be lost thus fall over
I miss those days when I took
Walking for granted, never
Thinking it would vanished
Movement by movement
Step by step, day by day
I have trouble remembering
What it felt like to walk
Without concern or thought
What it felt like to be
Independent without a cane
Today I got the blue decal
Joining a society
Of disable citizens
With my mobility impaired
I’m nostalgic for my youth
— Barbara Writes, Dec 30, 2008
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leonard daranjo
17 years 5 months ago
Barbara
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Leonard
Debra Bryant
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Barbara,
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Barbara,
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Kata
themoonman
17 years 5 months ago
Thank you...
Barbara Writes
17 years 5 months ago
Richard
infinite_dwarf
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Barb
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jess
Fleur MacDonald
17 years 5 months ago
would you like a seat?
Barbara Writes
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Fleur
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Barbara, you know I am here for your poetry.
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Jess
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reality set in today
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