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.