Handicapped

There was once a girl who had broken left foot and needed a crutch.

She found a boy who was more than willing to be her crutch.

She placed her arm on his shoulders.

Together they walked.

The time then came that the girl’s foot had healed.

The boy was still willing to be her crutch.

He offered to carry her where she pleased.

She declined and walked away.

The boy was left alone.

He looked down at his feet.

He noticed that his right foot was broken.

He needed a crutch.

The boy found a girl who was willing to be his crutch.

He curved his arm around her waist.

She placed her arm on his shoulders.

Together they walked.

The boy’s foot healed, and he left the girl still willing to be his crutch.

The lonely girl looked down and saw her left foot was broken.

She looked around her and saw a boy standing near her.

He was standing on his left leg, for his right foot was broken.

The two looked at each other a long time.

Then the boy, still on one leg, hopped over to the girl.

He seductively curved his arm around her waist, caressing her as he did so.

She tenderly placed her arm on his shoulders, tussling his hair as she did so.

They kissed.

Then the boy took a step.

The girl took a step also.

Slowly they began to move forward.

After a time the boy’s right foot healed.

The girl’s left foot healed as well.

The two carefully placed their newly healed feet on the ground.

They stood stronger than ever before.

They turn to each other and smiled.

They embraced and kissed again, never stopping, never letting go.

The two ex-crutches had found love.

Because love is when you lean on someone, and they lean on you back.

The two of you lean and create a perfect balance.

The two crutches become a tower.

That tower will stand when everything else is gone.

That tower is the shining beacon of humanity.