Poet 11586

my precious things

Oh I am so lucky to have plenty of them!
Heart, memory, sight,
yet best is my health
which gives me ability
to take care of self.
What use a heart
if can't remember whom I love
and who may love me back?
What use my sight if I'd be beauty blind?
Stuck to bed by aback pain
taught that ability to care
for myself is the greatest treasure
that I could ever have.
So let me keep my memory,
a healthy mind,
straight back with diamond like
strong bones.
and.. ah, my sight
so that I can sneeze
watching the sun's smiles.