Born With No Arms And Legs Poem by james watkin

Born With No Arms And Legs



How with the physical world
Do they otherwise play
Ball for rag, split, good as tossed
Or ball, flat, kicked away.

Bubble-blown, as far and wide
By use of thought agile!
Filled of what, spellbinding
Reflects the best smile!

Thursday, June 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: handicapped
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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