From my hospital window I can see
Things that are moving all around me
Planes are flying in the sky Clouds are moving, why can't I?
Even the leaves are drifting by
The birds, the breezes are all passing by
Why, O, why can't I also fly?
After Major Surgery
The Doctor wanted to know
'Who helped you up from the bed, and put you in the chair?
Surely you couldn't do it alone, did you have help getting there?
I gave him such a puzzled look, for even he should have known
I never could have gotten up and sat there on my own!
I raised my eyes toward the sky to let that Doctor see
That God Himself had helped me up
And He will forever help and bless me!
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