You’re no doctor with an
outstanding medical degree.
Your trembling hands so ever
careful to not do more damage.
Even with sweaty palms you made
sure that the needle never slipped.
Imperfect zig zags of threaded
patterns are etched in my heart.
It may not have been the best job
but you cared enough to try.
You’re the only one to attempt to
piece back what was broken.
The only one to exhibit enough
patience to help me heal.
Even with these jagged scars my heart
stands stronger with your care.
Image: from Pintrest