The Power of a Band Aid
My 2-year-old niece,
had some vaccinations.
When she got home,
she looked a down.
Didn't want to play with her brother
Or be touched by their parents.
She was sitting in a corner,
with a very sad face.
Her mother worrying a bit.
Checked her temperature, she was fine.
She noticed her girl,
was constantly looking at her arm.
The mother decides
to remove the Band-aid.
Like a miracle,
the smiles returned.
She went back to playing.
She was herself again.
Who would know that a single Band-Aid,
could have so much power?
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