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A Poem (not mine)

harry hayes

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This is a poem by Ann Rutherford. Not the worlds best writing, but it struck a chord with me. A lesson for us all perhaps. Don't know the title.


Although I'm in a wheel-chair,

I can hear and see;

So, when you have something to say -

Say it to me.


Don't ask the wheel-chair pusher,

If I'd like a cup of tea;

I'm in charge of such affairs -

Talk to me.


Don't speak words above my head,

Bend down by my side;

I have so few things left to me -

Leave me my pride.


I prefer to have eye contact,

Than staring at your knee;

So, if you have a smile to spare -

Give it to me.



Happy days

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