Remember Christmas when you were five?
Grandma stood over your shoulder helping
You peel potatoes for the stew and the knife
Slipped and you cut your thumb and started
Crying and she kissed away the blood and said
‘Darling, pain reminds us we live’ and you didn’t
Understand but you stopped crying.
That was years ago now but you still remember
Like it was an hour ago, like your grandma still
Makes stew on Christmas, like a nick is the worst
Pain you’ve ever felt, like it’s still easy to accept
That pain is part of life, and her words still help, on
The days when you can’t remember what it means
To live and you forget the pain will always pass.
Pain Reminds Us We Live | kmp