It’s hard
to watch
his body
Break
His youth
Eroded
Eve did
Take
For
into the apple
A confidant
Bite
And a broken
Body
Became
his
plight
My Ben –
Jamin
Button
In re –
verse
They
do declare
It could be
Worse
S
shaped
and
Crumbled
Leaning
To one
side
A train
Off track
Like a
Runaway
Ride
A faulty
accordion
Rising
& falling
& falling
& falling
From
Years of
strain
And now
presently
Culminated
In a
20
year
Reign
Lovingly
Crafted
From moist
And formable
Clay
And refined
And fixed
In the Master’s
Grand
Way
&
In numerous
Surgeries
That took
Many a
Day
A Descendent of
Adam
Body aged
before time
Aged before
Average
And Aged
before
Mine
My beautiful
Boy
We’ve fought
From
Day
One
That fateful
morn’
we were
told
You were
done
Told
There was
no life
Little hope
indeed
A life of
strife
Was meant for
thee.
But –
I did
Declare
“This is a lie!”
And gave you
My all
Til the day
That I die.
And I pray
Oh dear
God
Do I pray
For relief
That’s stronger
than Motrin
On each
And
Every
Day
when the pain
Often
Takes
your breath
Away
My
Ben-
Jamin
Button
My boy
And my son
I’m sorry that this
is the race
you must run
But
you run it with
grace
And
you run it with
joy
You’ve taught me
So much
My
Beautiful
Broken
Boy.
Just keep livin
Written Jess Ronne @jessplusthemess
