The bruises on my feet

Remember that day?

I was trying to be brave,

hiding my pain,

tip toeing through the backyard,

ducking the rain.

I didn't cry,

but you saw me through.

One cuddle and few magic words

made me forget all the blue.

 The bruises got bigger each day

but you didn't give up on me;

Some kisses on my cheeks

or some bandage on my knee.

I did let my guard down,

once I left your nest,

but the bruises were left alone

on destiny's behest.

Although I mend my own bruises now,

it doesn't feel the same;

Gone are those magic touches

and the who-gets-tickled game.