* Being Normal *
What would you give
to be normal, she asked,
Looking me straight in the eye
I paused a moment
In order to give
A completely honest reply.
What would I give to be normal
The question, itself , wasn't new
Quick to mind came all the things
I could no longer do.
The list was long,
and
the list was sad
Of that I was painfully sure,
I could sit a while, with my "losses list"
And continually add to it more.
I returned my thoughts to the question,
What did it really mean
And decided the answer was simpler
Than at first , to me, it seemed.
I faced my well intended friend
My response , I knew, was true
In every way that matters the most
I'm just as normal as You.
My world is restricted and narrow
Compared to where you reside
But it doesn't mean my spirit or soul
Need lessen in worth or size.
No matter how weakened my body
I'll persit at any length
Not to allow my frailties
To negate my inner strengths.
I wish, I hope, I dream ,I pray
Quite often, I sit and cry
As long as there's laughter and love in my life
I'll know I'll continue to try.
As children of our creator
We're equally valued the same
We're not defined by health or wealth
Postition, power, or fame.
I may never be fully, physically well
While here upon our earth
But normal or not , I'll do my best
Not to let it determine my worth!"
- by Saundra Sharp
Saundra is homebound with MCS
Reprinted from...
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