There once was a girl with a cast
Who didn’t think it was a blast
Just sitting all day
While the world was at play
She prayed that it so wouldn’t last.
Her crutches were not very fun
They kept her from being in the sun
She’d write steadily
And hoped she could be
Outside soon to walk, dance and run.
Paula Antonello Moore, Limerick Poetry. Copyright: Friday, February 24, 2017.
Image: The leg by P.A. Moore.