by Ike E.
When I was ten, I wanted a trumpet.
You see, I am crippled on my right arm.
My right fingers do not work well.
I wanted to be in a school band.
The teacher said I do not have space for a trumpet,
So my mom got me a clarinet
Which I could not play.
I never played music again.
I often think of that time and wonder
What would happen if I had gotten the trumpet.