I like to send you wee thoughts
of fairies, dandelions, and
everything you like.
I hope Miranda comes soon,
maybe Sawyer too.

You wrote so many poems
about the wee fellow,
some maybe yellow,
and he is not blue.

In these dark days,
like in a locked cupboard,
I so wish you to get well
soon, as soon as possible,

Try and stay positive
as that tends to help.
We will all welcome you back.
Most of us pray every night
Mainly for you at the moment.