Ode to my fingers -Terry
Though you have been with me from my birth,
I never evoked your mirth
Though you have let me write,
I never spelled words right
Though you have carried heavy things
I never treated you as valuable beingThough you have helped me being a greasy grind,
I never attributed good results to you in my mind
At this present moment with a broken fringer,
I regret so much for my levity
With my cartilage quivering with pain,
I regret so much for treating you rashly
Now I promise you dear
That I will never forget your devotion
Now I tell you dear
That I will never hurt your emotion