You took the turn too sharply;

You fell off, and skinned your cheek.

You kicked your bike in rage,

Your tears streamed down quietly.

Your cheek stung and burned,

It will scar with age.

Recovery from a fall is hard,

But to learn is to have a scar.

And every scar can tell a tale,

That someone else can learn from.

Scars are reminders that,

To never learn is to never fail