Agile she was
Five years back
Until ALS crippled
Her with a hack.
Each day she
Began to lose
A part of herself;
Strength now like rope
With too much slack.

Stays bound now
To her wheelchair
Why God why
Life is so unfair?
Her dreams
Have been tossed
Into oblivion.
All she needs now
Is love and great care.

She will very soon now
Lose her ability to speak.
Words will now flow like
The silences of the creek.
Her nimble eyes
Will henceforth
Do all the talking.
A miracle now
Is all I seek.

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