I'm flying right now, just like my Mother Earth, just like my blood cell, My Favorite Little Blood Cell. My Favorite Little Blood Cell loves to race all my Other Blood Cells back to My Heart from The Capillaries.
'Ready everyone? Come on, let's go! '
Racing through the traffic of all of My body which is me. The twists, the turns, the flips, and brushes. Even the occasional bump.
'There's my Little Firecracker', Mother Heart says, 'lighting the way. You're such a compassionate lil blood cell. Always doing your Mamma proud. Come on in here now and let me care for you.'
My happy, hyper, super fast, Favorite Little Blood Cell would rush to Mamma's all encompassing embrace and be renewed.
1/22/14
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem