THE REAL HEROES
The world revolves and once again, another day has
passed,
Another week, another month, the year is going fast.
We rush through busy schedules in pursuit of some objective
I wonder - do we take the time to give our lives perspective.
For somewhere in the universe a child cries in dispair
His lungs are trying hard to find another breath of air.
The sun is very bright outside as other children play,
But she cannot stop her coughing so inside is where she'll stay.
For another day of tablets that her body needs to eat,
Another day of physio to keep him on his feet.
The mailman has a letter which is very hard to face,
Another brave companion has been taken from the race.
Life is hard to understand when news of this type calls,
But he knows he must accept it as a tear of courage falls.
She knows each day is precious, he knows what CF means
They know that they were born with a different set of genes.
But you won't hear them complaining of their trouble and their
strife,
As they battle hard to makle the most of every day in life.
And you only have to feel the warmth that's shining in their
smiles,
To know their bravery is measured not in inches but in miles.
Doctors search for cures and so the seeds of hope are planted.
A breath of air is something that we shouldn't take for granted.
The world revolves and once again another day has passed,
I wonder - have you lived that day as if it were you last?
By "Rupert" McCall. (Australia)
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