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Children Stories and Poems

Someday...

A circle was born one day

That circle was me

Into a square world I enter that day

All were squares except me

Everyone wanted me to have corners

I had none

Doctors tried to give me corners

It was no fun

They twisted and bent

My beautiful curves

Until I looked dented

They had such nerve

Doctors said this is the best we can do,

And be what you want to be

I became very blue

A circle is what I wanted to be

In school they parted us others


Circles in one class,

Squares in another

This started the abuse at last

Squares started calling us names

Loop, around, wheel, and ring

We circles wanted to the same

Wanting to be meant nothing

I am classed with triangles,

Ovals, other circles, and other shapes

Anything without a right angle

Squares seem to be better than any other shapes

I tried to be a square,

I wore squares clothes

I found out to be bare

My corners were unknown to sew

I rolled down stairs

To shape myself as a square

To pain and no where

This was a stupid dare

I tried and tried to stroll

Squares were perfect and I was not

Then I noticed a square trying to roll

Something I did a lot

He was trying to like me

He is no different than me

A child shape that needs

To play and to see

Now I have pride in myself

Circles will be circles

Square are not myself

I am proud to be a circle

I have always accepted how I am
Never knowing why, just knowing
That I can accept what others cannot
Or will not allow themselves too

But someday,
And if only for a day
I would like the chance to be able to walk
For one day to run in a meadow
Or to dance with someone special
To ice stake on a cool winter morning

Or take a long walk on a long summer's day
At this point I know it is not possible
But I will never lose hope
For now I have my family and friends
And that's all I'll ever need.
I have always accepted how I am
Never knowing why, just knowing
That I can accept what others cannot
Or will not allow themselves too

But someday,
And if only for a day
I would like the chance to be able to walk
For one day to run in a meadow
Or to dance with someone special
To ice stake on a cool winter morning

Or take a long walk on a long summer's day
At this point I know it is not possible
But I will never lose hope
For now I have my family and friends
And that's all I'll ever need.

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