She Tends My Wounds

 

She dresses my wounds

she applies my cream

 

she changes my bandages

she tends to my medication

 

she applies all with tenderness

concerned for my plight

 

with heartfelt reassurance and

empathy for my condition

 

but most of all

she applies an abundance of Love

 

the best remedy for ailing

the balm of my healing

 

the soothing salve of love

so gently applied

 

the cure for all

that hurts.

 

◄ I Am A Man

Act Your Age ►

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Emer Ni Chorra

Tue 15th Sep 2020 09:59

Beautiful writing.

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keith jeffries

Mon 14th Sep 2020 12:44

Another good poem d.k

Keith

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