he is as sick as a dog.
and her only wish.
is that she could go over there and dress his wounds.
Bring him a cool towel for his face.
Lay next to him while he shivvers.
check his temperature
feed him chiken soup,
take care of him.
while he drifts in and out of feverish sleep, maybe he will notice her loving care
6:18 pm - Sunday, Feb. 17, 2002
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