Adapt, a short poem. By S.T.M.
I labor to breath, I used to take it for granted.
I limp now, I used to run like a deer.
What does a person do when their whole life changes?
They get to know the person they are: new.
Learn and adapt, do not give up.
Cherish the abilities you have.
Reach for stars- a little lower
than the ones you used to try for,
but don’t quit reaching.
They are still there, your dreams are,
maybe not quite so large or grand.
Now, the beauty is that you must share them
with friends who offer their helping hand.