A Row of bottles on my shelf
cause me to analyze myself.
1 yellow pillI have to pop
goes to my heart so it won't stop.
A little white one that I take
goes to my hands so they won't shake.
Blue ones that I use a lot
tell me I'm happy when I'm not.
Purple pill goes to my brain
tells me I have no pain.
Capsules tell me not to wheeze
or cough or choke or even sneeze.
Red ones smallest of them all
go to my blood so I won't fall.
Orange one very big and bright
prevent my leg cramps in the night.
Such an array of brilliant pills
Helping to cure all ills
But what I'd really like to know
Is what tells each pill where to go.
There's always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for it.
For example, I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt.