base of my back, you--
the center of my standing...
you are in much pain
you wake me. the morn
broadcasts its pain throughout my
nerves. each part knows it.
i stretch for you, dear.
i take medicine because
i know the impact.
a careless driver
a driver with false info
brought me this bad gift
i am more aware
of you as i walk and as
i sit. distraction.
i honor you, my back
for the years of keeping me
erect, flexible.
i will work for you
dear back. strengthen your muscles
til you are healthy.
i ask you return
to full capacity, back.
always love to you.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
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