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My Four-Wheeled Friend

 

My four-wheeled friend is feeling let down

Not said anything for days

Has now turned her back on me

Sits there and waits

Wondering why she stays

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I should be distraught

I should be screaming and shouting

Telling her not to be so glum

But to tell you the truth

I can’t blame her moods

She has just lost her only chum

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Took ages to accept her as a friend

Stop pushing her away shouting ‘no!’

But this walk was too hard

So along she came

Rolled with me wherever we’d go

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But in time it changed

New ideas sprung to mind

Exhausted arms needed a rest

Bumps and holes

In pavements no more

Will stop me doing my best

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Something powerful I had to find

To barge through all in my way

To set new speeds

To race with all

And join them for the play

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Motorised Blue is now the star

With a powerful engine

Much faster by far

We venture further to places new

To hidden gems, I never knew

 

We sit there and laugh

We sit there and smile

A life of adventure

Hurtling mile after mile

 

But let’s not forget my two stumbling legs

Whose unsteady walk

Take me to places near

Whose uncontrolled walk

Leaves people in fear

 

I can’t compete

With the bigger toy

But walking on my feet

Is what I long to enjoy

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Motorised Blue

Background: Last year (2018) has been a year of many firsts: first time to use 2 walking sticks; first time to use a wheelchair and first time to need an electric scooter. However, I was really disappointed that my arms were just not strong enough to propel a wheelchair and I needed an electric scooter. That's where the idea for this poem started.

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