A have a little brother.
His name is Nathan.
He is like none other.
I call him my lucky star.
Nathan can't walk.
He sits in a chair with wheels, all day.
Nathan can't talk.
But that doesn't mean he doesn't have anything to say.
Everytime I see him, I say a prayer.
Thanking God for this precious gift.
The gift isn't a toy or a teddy bear,
But its the gift of a smiling face and a giddy laugh,
Just because he is stuck in a chair all day,
doesn't mean he has no thoughts or feelings.
He loves to laugh and play,
He is a person, just like me and you.
Sometimes I wonder though,
does he want to walk and talk?
I wish I could know.
Oh, how much I love him.
His legs don't work,
Its hard for him to speak
But his face has a perk,
And his spirit runs free.
