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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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June 27, 2022 at 7:23 AM
A great perspective of truth. Well done. We do all have a story.... to live and to tell... Ann
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