This morning, without warning, I received a bimp on my nose.
“Oh no, not again!” is what my wife will say, I suppose.
I was having trouble sleeping so I decided I’d do some cleaning.
The bathroom was my mission; in no time I’d have it gleaming.
As usual it happened so fast I wasn’t exactly sure what hit me.
As I watched the droplets of blood dropping on the floor continuously
Most often I do things too quickly but that’s how I function day to day.
In this case it was the towel rack with which my nose got in the way.
I do things like this all the time and the result is always the same.
Some part of me winds up bleeding or bruised or broken and lame.
If I just slowed down a little and thought more clearly,
Surely I’d survive more of my antics and suffer less dearly.
But then, I know you may find this difficult to understand,
Sometimes a little injury makes the achievement all the more grand!