I had polio,
I was aware of every step I took,
measuring each to ensure I didn’t
Fall to the ground
It toughened me. I refused to use a cane.
or take the cart ride from the plane.
I’ve stood on a mountain peak,
on the floor of valleys below,
ridden the edge
of breaking waves, and dived deep below
and felt the shadow of a whale passing
through
I saw the rears
of those who passed me by,
yet kept going
until I
arrived at the place
I decided to go
I’ve tried it all,
falling short, yet making it up
as I go
I fight the battle in front of me,
not the one that is now
behind me