Needle in 3/4 Time

Sewing is one of those things I can’t do

(in-out-in-out-in-out-in-out-in)

because putting the needle in my hand would make

me question.

(out-in-out-in-out-in-out-in-out)

I jab the needle into my palm

and wiggle it around to make sure it’s still there.

I would ask myself

(in-in-out)

why I would do

(out-in-in) that,

and for what effect than to ask

why

(out-out) God didn’t stop me.

Better my hand

(out-in-in)

than another’s,

transferring my blood to someone

(out-in-in)

who won’t need it.

I love my brothers too much;

I used a Butterfly needle so it wouldn’t hurt.

(in-

out-

out-

in-

out-

out)

He’s smiling (in) on me. He sure is (out).