My Body
My body is
A story.
It tells me when I am in pain
By giving off signs of aches and pains.
My body is
A story.
It tells me when I am sad
And feeling oh so blue.
My body is
A story.
It tells me when I am happy
Like the shining sun.
My body is
A story.
It tells me when I am tired
And need to drift off to sleep.
So you see my body is a story
But not just mine.
All of our bodies are a
Living, breathing, walking, talking story.
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