My blood flows so dutifully Sweat arrives on cue Skin protects quite beautifully Heart beats strong and true
Breath turns up when needed It hasn't failed in years. Muscles work unheeded Faithful as eyes and ears
My body and I We have so little in common
I've 'composed' this but have to give credit to Steve Turner, a British poet who originally wrote a similar poem that I last heard 35 years ago. I've been unable to find it anywhere so I put this together in an attempt to recreate it.