What Can You Nurse?

What can you nurse? Contrite is his heart It's as penitent as a ghost Without any chains he's as humble as a child who lost his way but now feels found and is warming his toes at home. What can you nurse? When his manger-is-outgrown And he's truly remorseful Of any isolation That led him slightly astray Turned his head the wrong way Immobilised his heart Filled his sapphire eyes With tears of forgotten love. What can you nurse? If he hasn't been led astray If he hasn't fallen Come a cropper in someway If he hasn't been a lost little lamb If he hasn't faltered from the path Surely there isn't such a man It's just his ego He-really-thinks he's Peter Pan And he enjoys skating on thin ice To laughter poking fun at the universe The struggles of a hapless man. Oh, his poor wife What can you nurse? Do you have brown paper and vinegar? Can you suture a knee? And wipe tears away that evaporate into nothingness Oh, his poor wife What can you nurse? When all he wants is for you not to be terse Because he doesn't need a mother or a nurse He needs you to take away his pain Separation he can't weld or solder.