For Medicinal Use Poem by John Shea

This is the use I Ignore
Why you implore?
To make me feel weak?

Remember the beer and the wine
And the fine food on which to dine

I do and then falter
Like I did at the alter

Why worry about my waning life
We shared the pain my lovely wife.

Study our lives but not our deaths
Build our sturdy loving nests

Live with me this spring summer and fall
Feel the spirit and also the awe

We brought each other in life
My lover my lover my wife.