It just might be a sunny day,
Or a rainfall, greatly needed,
Or a loaf of homemade bread,
Made from scratch, that mama kneaded,
It might be the sound of baby’s laughter,
Playing peek-a-boo with an older brother,
It could be children in a park,
Or a visit from your Dad and Mother;
It might be the smell of homemade soup
Gently cooking on a back burner,
Or sister singing the words to a song,
Over and over…for she’s a slow learner;
It might be a good book that you love,
And just don’t want to reach the ending,
It might be a letter from far away,
From a penpal you’ve befriended;
It’s all good medicine no matter what
Or when or how you spend your days,
Or how we treat our friends and neighbors,
GOOD MEDICINE can be a thousand ways.
Sandra Lee Smith
Originally posted February 20, 2015
Updated July 27, 2018
