My Little Remedy

Sore are my aching hands Warmth of a knot in my lower back So that you can soar With a good past, Present, and future I will endure this form of torture The remedy of my agony Is the best gift of all Providing for YOU My family Until I fall My wounds burn I stand tall my eyes turn... Into the sky Reminding me of those beautiful blue eyes Receiving the strength to earn that prize A roof over your head Simply put A nice bed Food to keep you fed I’ll always provide for you Until I am dead