From the View of Someone a Little Irregular

by Stacey (SST205 at aol.com)

Down there, people
have beaten me up
for not being like them
for just being myself
the way God made me.

Up here, flying,
I am free from hurtful words.
Up here, flying,
I have only the
birds for company and
they are not much help when
I'm feeling lonely.

Below--there is
a place where I am welcome.
Below--there is
a place where I can be
me and am not put down;
and someone there who treats me
like a whole person.

I find it awesome
that he'd take the time for me
I find it awesome
because after all,
he's "The Great Detective! "
Why would he take the time
for a boy like me?

I wonder if, maybe
he feels a bit like I do
I wonder if, maybe
he still feels a bit out of place?
With his inverness
and deerstalker hat and
the old-fashioned terms that slip out of his mouth?

Could it be
that this man I admire
could it be
that this man I now call friend
could feel, just a bit
like a little crippled boy...
could he feel at all like me?

~Stacey Uffelman~


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