Treasure Island

Nur Meiyati


A Get Well Soon Card


You have been staying in a hospital
It hurts me
As there's nothing I can do for you
No access for the news about you
Your are very brave
Keep spirited
You said
Every time you thought I was doing my best
How I now wish to send you some words to comfort you
Don't give up
You will live till the next century
I earnestly hope
You are in a good care
I truly hope
Your wife will take care of you well
And that will make you and her
Stay connected
And realize
That you both … still love each other
And need each other
Take my wish as a replacement
For 'A Get Well Soon card'

(Indonesia,1st October 2013)

Submitted: Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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