Steady, Lad... Steady... Poem by Denis Martindale

Steady, Lad... Steady...



I know I need a flu jab,
I know they're good as gold.
Better than handkerchiefs to grab
When stuck with a bloody cold...
The needle didn't hurt much...
I know that may sound quaint...
I was so brave at its first touch...
Thank God I didn't faint...


Denis Martindale 8th of March 2020.

Sunday, March 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: courage
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