in the wheel chair
not a boy
exactly, but still a child
inside.
the body grown.
the parents
weary
but loving.
the feeding and changing.
the grooming.
trying as best
they can
to make life normal.
this is the life they've
chosen. never to let him go.
their life
is his life from birth
until
death.
it's the way it goes.
and despite everything they
are grateful,
finding joy in a simple,
laugh,
a twinkle of eye.
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