Wheelchair
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WHEELS
My darling, holding hands in plain view
Is not the easiest thing to do
For you
I don’t really care,
They already stare!
Nothing special, from my point of view
My darling, hop on my wheelchair
Much faster there
I care
About your frown
You look a bit down
Baby, if I don’t why should you care?
My darling, let’s grow some thick skin
I love you my man
You can
Smile and ignore
Although you abhor
This, and prefer to stay in.
My darling, I will be there for you
Stay here with me
Don’t flee
Ride wheels and be free
Gay wheels, don’t you see?
We’ll stand out, whatever we do
My darling, don’t make such a fuss
I’ll carry the weight
It’s great
Don’t be scared, be you
I am me, and we do
Make a great pair, be blind but for us
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2016
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