Trapped
by Barb Berens
11.24.2013
I know that driving is a privilege
But all I want is a quart of milk
And here I sit..
Unable to walk that far
Unable to drive a car
Dis-abled.
Some days it is okay
Sometimes I feel trapped
What is the answer when I am alone?
I could go crazy, or I could wait.
I am never alone
You are always by my side.
Help me always retreat
To a place of kindness
A place of forgiveness and understanding
A grateful place
One where I am loved not trapped.
Thank You for Your Freedom to feel
And not go nutz.
by Barb Berens
11.24.2013
I know that driving is a privilege
But all I want is a quart of milk
And here I sit..
Unable to walk that far
Unable to drive a car
Dis-abled.
Some days it is okay
Sometimes I feel trapped
What is the answer when I am alone?
I could go crazy, or I could wait.
I am never alone
You are always by my side.
Help me always retreat
To a place of kindness
A place of forgiveness and understanding
A grateful place
One where I am loved not trapped.
Thank You for Your Freedom to feel
And not go nutz.