She never got the opportunity to move
Or on the other hand go to her own prom.
She never found the opportunity
To overlook where she originated from.
She never got the opportunity to kiss,
A man she revered.
She never felt love's rapture,
'Cause she was incapacitated.
She never got the chance to talk
About adoration with a grin.
She never got the chance to walk
Down a congregation's path.
She never got the chance to state
Those valuable words, "I Do."
In any case, she was by a long shot
The most grounded young lady I at any point knew.
She couldn't brush her hair
Or on the other hand put make up all over.
She couldn't hold you dear
Or on the other hand give you a warm grasp.
She couldn't fasten her hands
As though as supplication.
She couldn't get it
Why she was in a wheelchair.
She never demonstrated her feelings of trepidation
Or on the other hand let you hear her cries.
She never demonstrated the tears
That tumbled down from her eyes.
She never searched for feel sorry for
Or then again sensitivity from you.
That is the reason she'll generally be
The most grounded young lady I at any point knew