Our children's scars are a badge of honor - the markings of a survivor. So I created this poem to honor them. Our little heroes. To answer the question they are asked so often: "How did you get that scar?"
How Did You Get That Scar?
A Poem by Erica Billups - Sweet Leigh Mama
“How’d you get that scar?” you ask with curiosity.
You won’t believe
the answer. It’s a crazy story, you see.
I’ve been through a
lot of things in life – things that left their mark on me.
A run in with a raging
bull. A tussle with a tiger.
A gust of wind
while tight-rope walking – good thing I wasn’t any higher!
I fell into a deep
dark cave when I was out spelunking.
Got tangled in a
mess of vines when I was picking pumpkins.
Bonked on the head
with a coconut.
Surprised by a lion
in my jungle hut.
Had a throw down
with a T-Rex. A sword fight with a pirate.
Slipped on a banana
peel – I never even saw it!
Chased by sea gulls
while riding my jet ski.
Tossed in the air
by a mean old grizzly.
A motorcycle mishap.
A break dancing debacle.
Blinded by a
diamond with a little too much sparkle.
Stopped to smell
the roses and met a swarm of bees.
Was capsized by a
monster wave while sailing the seven seas.
Tackled on the 50
yard line by a massive tight end.
Working with police
– there was a thief to apprehend!
A flat tire on my
unicycle – how unfortunate!
Surfing in a
hurricane - who knew it’d be so turbulent?
Dueling with
dragons. Wrestling a gator.
I narrowly escaped
a runaway elevator!
Caught up in a rock
slide. Skiing though an avalanche.
Rumbled with a
rattlesnake I thought was a branch.
Are any of these
stories real? No, they’re make believe.
The truth is that I
had a boo boo deep inside of me.
The doctors fixed
me up. I was oh so brave!
And now I have this
awesome scar to show off every day.