“What if they put Humpty Dumpty back together again?”

Suppose on that wall, as morning rang in,  
Old Humpty sat preening his shell-toppled grin.  
He tumbled—as known—eggshell to stone,  
His story oft told in a world of his own.

But what if, one day, as dew kissed the grass,  
The king’s stalwart horses stepped lightly at last?  
What if those men, with care in their hands,  
Pieced Humpty together with golden-band strands?

They gathered the fragments: a round ivory hue,  
They polished and patched him with daisy stem glue.  
A painter came by, with a delicate brush,  
And repainted his smile in a sun-rising blush.

Doctors from court with invented new tools,  
Mended each crack with the warmth of their rules.  
Children brought laughter, and songs on the breeze,  
And Humpty felt lighter—old fears seemed to ease.

He stood once again, atop that same wall,  
But wiser and richer in ways none recall.  
His shell bore its scars, of a tumble and mend,  
Yet now shone with stories to share with a friend.

He learned—being broken does not mean you’re through;  
That cracks let in sunlight, and friends help renew.  
So if one should fall from their comfortable place,  
Remember bold Humpty—restored by the grace

Of hands joined in kindness, with hearts to endeavor—  
For even an eggshell can be made whole forever.

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