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