Invisible Sufferers
By
Heather A. Scott
For those of you who walk along with pain strapped to your side,
For those who cringe and cry with every aching stride,
You have my prayers, for I too know,
How often they don’t see,
That every single thing we do is a small victory.
By
Heather A. Scott
For those of you who walk along with pain strapped to your side,
For those who cringe and cry with every aching stride,
You have my prayers, for I too know,
How often they don’t see,
That every single thing we do is a small victory.