Outsider Poem by Noreen Ann Snyder

Looking out the window,
the five-year-old boy
just wanted to be like
the other boys.
He never will
for he is wheelchair bound,
an outsider.
He wanted to
play ball,
ride a bicycle,
run, play tag,
go fishing,
chase girls,
walk to school,
play with his
baby brother,
help his dad
around the house,
play with his dog,
catch bugs and lizards.
Will he ever?
No for he is wheelchair bound,
an outsider.
Silently the teary eyed boy
prayed to God
that one day
he won’t be an outsider
wheelchair bound.
He kept hanging on
to his faith in God
that He will answer him.