Through My Eyes
Photo by Alejandra Chaverri

Through My Eyes
Through my eyes

Touched by my hands
Nurtured by my words
Comforted by my smile
Encouraged by the sparkle in my eye
My heart has embraced many young lives
The memories are vivid, as is the pain
The paths taken: unique; the journeys: inspiring
Research rewards us
Hope sustains us

But, in the end… the final destination is always the same.

By Kristin Shelton, 2002



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