When My Legs Worked
I used to do so much
Climbing rock faces
Hiking for mile after mile
Touring such beautiful places
Now, I just sit and watch
People walking the Piazza Del Campo
Finding lost treasure in mountain caves
Getting to see what they have only imagined
My heart breaks as I see them having fun
The stories they tell cut deep into my soul
Yet, I have to live through them
My legs have long ago given up on me
Even with buses, trains and subways
They tell me what I can no longer do
Things I cannot see
I will stay at home and watch them
But, I will remember the long away past
The life I had back when my legs worked
That, no one or nothing can be taken away
And, I always have the TV
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