The blessing of a headache

This takes me back to writing in gratitude for something that I tend to complain about

      

The blessing of a headache

I do not like headaches,

I do not like them Sam-I-am.

I do not like them in the night.

I do not like with all my might.

I do not like them in the day.

I do not like them in any way.

But the ache is rare,

The message clear.

The pounding knock

upon my head.

Hark, listen, hear me now,

Slow down, sleep more, and careful tread.

Your body's fighting hard.

Rest, and then I'll stop the

rapping that you dread.