Everywhere, within bones in healthy bodies
Blood is being made.
Someone makes the decision to donate, takes the time and trouble,
Walks, drives, cycles to blood bus, blood drive, blood bank -
Looks the other way when the needle pricks, accepts a little dizziness
Rising from the chair, takes a moment to recover.
Somewhere out there someone makes the choice to tick a box,
Becomes a bone marrow donor, hardly knowing what it means
Takes the time and trouble, ignores a little fear, a tingle of anxiety in ilium bones,
Hopes, perhaps, to make a difference to someone, somewhere.
Right here, right now, I thank you,
You saved my son’s life.