Terry Fox by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 21, 2015 | My Musings, Poetry | 0 comments When I think of Terry Fox I think a lot Of the good he did He did a lot. Not thinking of himself He made it happen Help for others He helped a lot. He ran Terry Fox ran He ran for those Who could not. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2015 Submit a Comment Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ