Cracked Ribs and You

My shower last Saturday Brought throbbing pain to my day The soap made me slip Got bruised on my hip My ribs might be cracked they say It hurts when I breathe or sneeze Or if you give me a squeeze The good times are gone And so is the fun My life’s no longer a breeze The pain is constantly there Even when I comb my hair Hygiene’s getting tough So is “other” stuff I’ve become a hairy bear I wince with the jabbing pain It’s sure to drive me insane I can’t sit or stand Need a helping hand My bathroom trips are a drain! My ribs reminds me of you For no matter what I do Your smile pokes me here Your touch jabs me there But your pain’s sweet.... through and through