Reflections Of A Stroke Survivor
I look in the mirror,
And what I see
Is a stranger looking back at me
He does look like me
But something's not right
He looks like he's had a bit of a fright
He walks with a stick and he looks like hell
He doesn't seem happy from what I can tell
One of his arms hangs limp by his side
A condition that's meant
He often has cried
But at least he survived, should be thankful for that
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poem by David Francis Carter
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