It happens sometimes - bodies just rebel
They ache and bring
bad twinges straight from Hell!
A headache comes from nowhere, awkward sprain
Or you make a
twisty movement: all cause pain.
We forget one
day we’ll just turn into dust
Age could be a
factor - or we’re rushed;
Too much to do,
no time to stop and stare:
Our body tries
to tell us: “Please take care!”
We carry on
regardless, hang on tight
The body, quite
neglected, starts a fight
The pressure
builds - then agony intense!
Force majeure soon ousts us off the fence…
Injections, pills and morphine - or bed rest?
Down tools! Action
stations! Doc knows best
We can’t take
health for granted, more’s the pity
So, patience seems
the right name for this ditty!
(c) Poet in the woods 2022
with a particular friend in mind ...
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