A Stitch in my Leg.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

This rip or cut or tear.
It may disturb or at the least distract.
There is a salve for the much maligned mind.
Mountains of pharmacy and historical alchemy,
gifting the lame with walk.
One need not suffer for choices abound.
Gracious thanks to those ancient think tanks.
Though the strides may seem uneven.
This stitch once hitched will enhance your pace.
The breadth of a spirit is not measured by grace.

Gears neglected will grind but by forcing they may break.
Monitor the miles and add oil.