Trife

Wed, 03/26/2014 - 16:35 -- Rissa11

As Seasons Change I Look Back
And Ponder On What I Lack

I Think About How I Could Grow
And What Would I Show

What Could I Do To Improve Trife
In This World And My Life

And Then Out Of No Where
The Answer Is Lying There

I Will Use My Skills
And I Will Instill

Goodness To The Sick
And The Injured Inflicted

My Role Is To Rehabilitate
As A Physical Therapist Anticipate

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