Serenity By Trial
Born without any legs, sweet Irene,
a mother and wife, is serene.
By accepting her plight,
She does more than all right,
Saying, “Handicapped? What do you mean?”
“Though I’m legless,” she says, “I’m not bound
to my bed because I get around!
I move quite easily
on a board made for me,
and I push off with hands to the ground.”
“People stare, for they think I’ve been burned
by life,” says Irene, “but I’ve learned
that for what I’ve gone through
a great wisdom grew
inside me, and blessings I’ve earned.”
Written by Andrea Dietrich for
nette onclaud's Serenity Response Poetry Contest
I chose. . . courage to change the things I can
(actually this poem focuses on the entire Serenity
prayer and not just that one line!)
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