He came outside with his arm in a sling
and gave a small wince with each step he took
too look at his face was to feel the sting
that he clearly showed with each painful look
He removed his shirt to apply some heat
and I saw his arm all swollen and bruised
I saw in his face, he was almost beat
by his own body so greatly abused
It gave me such pain to see him this way
the man that I love in great agony
would that I could take it on for a day
to give him the peace to rest and be freed
It's true "grief is the price we pay for love"
but why must this happen to my loved one?
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