Ulnar Club Hand

A cycle of poems «Pediatric Orthopedics»

Little hand, a different shape,
A story told, a gentle drape.
Ulnar club hand, a whispered name,
A journey faced, a life to claim.
Bones and tissues, a puzzle piece,
A unique design, finding peace.

Don't let the shadows hold you down,
Shine your light, wear your crown.
Strong and brave, a spirit bold,
A story waiting to unfold.
Ulnar club hand, a mark of grace,
A different path, a winning race.

Through surgeries and therapies bright,
Reaching for stars, with all your might.
Adapting, learning, growing strong,
Overcoming, where you belong.
A special hand, a gift so rare,
A gentle touch, a loving care.

Don't let the shadows hold you down,
Shine your light, wear your crown.
Strong and brave, a spirit bold,
A story waiting to unfold.
Ulnar club hand, a mark of grace,
A different path, a winning race.

The world may stare, with curious eyes,
But kindness blooms, beneath the skies.
Embrace your difference, let it shine,
Your inner strength, a light divine.

Don't let the shadows hold you down,
Shine your light, wear your crown.
Strong and brave, a spirit bold,
A story waiting to unfold.
Ulnar club hand, a mark of grace,
A different path, a winning race.

Little hand, a masterpiece,
A symbol of hope, finding ease.
Ulnar club hand, a song to sing,
Of strength and beauty, everything.
Everything.