Friday, June 12, 2015

Thank you, Lungs

Ready?
Maybe not.
Doesn't matter.
Here comes that gust of air.
Sit back.
Take it in.
Puff up.
Breathe in.

You work majestically
Dawn or night
Whether I run up stories
Or down a flight

You work extra hard
At 5,280 feet
But you show
Your true colors
At 0.

Thank you, trusty organ
For functioning brilliantly
For helping all my other vitalities
Breathe to the best of their capacity

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