Every time I fall down
And get a bruise
I swab it with a nice dose of you
It burns but I know it’ll be fine soon
Every time I fall ill
I get a prick with a needle
Skin wiped clean with you
I know I’ll get well soon
Every time I get dumped
By an insensitive soul
I drown my tears
In a keg full of you
Lovely spirit
The healing power of you!
©M V J Simon 2013
