I know that you are hurting and sad,
I’m trying not to get too mad.
You’ve carried me through the years,
Lately causing me a few extra tears.
I’m sorry for the clear overuse,
I didn’t intend for it to be abuse.
You’re tired, you’re weak and weary,
Your insides are looking a bit eerie.
I have tried to treat you well,
Yet still, you continue to swell.
Don’t worry little fella down there,
I’m going to get you some help, I swear.
Soon, you will have a few stitches,
Please God let there be no glitches.
It’s time to get you repaired,
Of pain, I will hopefully be spared.
Together, we will rest and say a prayer,
Then, we’ll zip around with a brand new flare:-).