Learning to walk again
With a fall, I thought my life was over,
Pop, Crack, and then a Snap would finally put me down for good,
In actuallity it was just a sprained ankle.
When I awoke
tears of pain and agony rushed down my face,
my foot was sore but numb,
and I fall back to sleep.
The day after next,
I began to wiggle my toes and then my whole foot,
only to see if the numbness and pain would disappear.
A week had went by now,
Im on crouches and I am able to stand on my leg again,
It was still throbbing but it was durable.
Two days later I was able to walk on my once sprained foot,
Happy with excitement I smiled the hardest I could,
It took baby steps to get back to how I was before,
But I got there and now I can walk once more.
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