So much depends on pain,
For pain is a warning,
It lets us know when we get too close,
To that flame that’s bright and burning.
Pain gives us caution,
Lets us know we’ve gone too far,
Reminds us to bend head,
When we walk under that bar.
Pain helps us learn,
Teaches us that when,
We prick ourselves it hurts,
And we don’t do it again.
Pain discourages death,
It makes us think twice,
Can give us enough time,
To listen to good advice.
Without pain there is no joy.
It balances things out,
So much depends on pain
Something the world can’t live without.
Jane Meyer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pain-it-s-not-what-you-re-thinking/
