Love Poem | Dave Mazzettia

Toss to and fro
Among the rocks
Mostly inside you’re socks:
Against a fearful foe

A millisecond passes
But the effects last a lifetime
Some are prideful, others not
Some avoided, others sought

My friends and I we all know so
Battle Wounds is the way to go!
On a hike a branch goes “CRACK”
The sorry victim lies on their back

Battle wounds I’ll say it again
Some call them scars ~
Now what’s the deal?
If you have none, just wait – hold still…