When I use wheels
People speak to my chair
And talk to my carer
As if I’m not there
I only use wheels
When my legs let me down
Or if I get tired
On trips into town
So please speak to me
You may be surprised
I have all my senses
And still use my eyes
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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