Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Fly Free

I fly as far as I can

My crooked legs no longer hold me down

My secret place sets me free

Where my wheelchair has a sticker

Marked no entry

I breathe a different kind of air here

That says don’t walk on the grass

 But you do anyway

It feels soft under my feet

Here I walk in sunshine, shadow, summer rain

Here my legs work the way they were meant to

Here my soul is free. I fly until morning

My wheelchair safe beside my bed…

©anitadawes