Little did his Mother know, when he was just a lad
that Ben would grow one day to win the fight;
he was such a little boy, he made his parents sad,
for he was small and weak and had no sight.
He was blessed with family love, but spurned by many souls
who didn’t understand his special needs,
but even as a child he had set himself some goals
and his heart grew ever stronger through his deeds.
Though blind he had the courage to join in any race;
in classes he could outshine all the rest,
he wrote about his life and trials and how he kept the pace,
by adulthood he proved he was the best.
His children were the luckiest and stories he would write
of all the pictures deep inside his mind,
blindness was no handicap, his heart was always light;
unique, Big Ben was just one of a kind.
Gold trophy winner
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