(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; it’s how I cope to hope in finding out the results of MY “love blood draw”)

If you could love yourself, you’d be home free.

You’d be just what the doctor ordered: Tests!

“But I do love myself!” Then why the flee

from you to draw my tests? No one likes pests.

If I could love myself, I’d be home free.

There would be no need for flee from your harsh.

Sure, I irritate you. But can you see

that your ache of me is you in your marsh?

“Let us examine our ways and test them.”

Lamentations 4:Ten – It’s YOUR lab work!

God draws our blood for unique tests. Too, phlegm.

The lab results are gonna be way quirk.

Here’s praying God’s Love tests your own dis-ease.

He’s got the Cure. He’s got the Remedies.