Say it’s Not So.
Say it’s Not True.
Oh Lord, Mr. Flu, is that really You?
Yes. In the Flesh. In a Feverish Woe.
Flu is on His Game. We are Way Low.
Ballerina Girl First. She’s Never Been Sick.
Drained and Down. Not Eating a Lick.
Oh Mom, is this really what it’s like?
I’m Sad and Feel Like I fell off a Bike.
Seven Days away from School.
Oh So Not Good.
Today She’s Being Brave and Going back to the Hood.
But in a Small Way it’s Been Nice.
Just My Girl and Me.
Talking and Remembering and Sipping Tea.
The Crown is a Favorite.
Oh Mom, I See,
I Understand Why You Love all the Royalty.
I Pray Mr. Flu is Done Here.
And Moved on His Way.
Away from My Nest. Gone for this Day.
Be Careful if You Travel, by Plane or by Boat.
For Mr. Flu is Lurking. And Can’t take a Joke.
Stay Well. My Friends.
I Love You So.
Happy to Be Up and On the Go.
On the Look Out for Magic. 🙂