Accidentally did something I regret
Almost sliced my finger in half
No really—don’t laugh
I dashed to the nurse and thought
I might need a hearse
Called my Mom and Kevin from there
Because I knew they would care
The nurse said my finger was going to need some work
Boy do I feel like a jerk
We went to the doctor, but he couldn’t do it
gave me some pain meds though so I wouldn’t feel it
Got back in the car and went to the ER
Good thing it wasn’t very far
Gave me a few shots to make it numb
No really, I’m not dumb
And I sat there crying while they stitched me up
Couldn’t stop crying, it felt like I was dying
It didn’t hurt at all in class when I was trying
I was real surprised my mom didn’t start weapin’
I said, “Congrats, Mom, you didn’t shed a tear,
But I could tell you had a lot of fear.”
Then she whispered in my ear, “It’s all over, dear, I’m here.”
The nurse cleaned up my thumb
It was all bloody and stuff
Mom said I had been real tough
I guess so, but I have had enough.
This is a poem written by my fourteen year-old son. I am very proud of his work!