Friday, July 13, 2018

Pizza Bar

My son fell asleep Saturday afternoon.
Now it’s Thursday,
And he hasn’t really gotten out of bed since.

He has a small cough, 
And does not appear really ill—
He’s just wiped, lying in bed day after day.

I’ve made cookies to tempt him to eat.
Today it was pizza. 
He asked for milk to drink.

I made him eat three slices,
And he drank perhaps six glasses of milk.

Then he came out to watch a movie with grandma.

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