A Day at the Veterans Hospital <br />Today I saw a cripple leaning over his food and tray: <br />Trying to manipulate a simple movement in dismay: <br />His back arched, can hardly walk, can only see his shoes, <br />His spine is gone, not to know how or when, <br />I could not see his eyes, <br />He seem to accept life the best he can. not to complain. <br />This is my thoughts at the veterans Administration this day <br />I feel so sorry for this man. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright ©2006 Charles Garcia<br /><br />Charles Garcia<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-day-at-the-veterans-hospital/
