Flesh recede to bones wrapped in skin;
   Humor and laughter retreat behind a wall of pain.
Health deteriorates,
   Agony propagates.
Your well-being is beyond my power,
   I can only pray that you will recover.
I miss the sight of you at the table,
   Reading the paper, sipping coffee when you were able.
Please bear in mind that you will be fine, because;
With life, comes death,
   But I'm not ready to hear your last breath.


Get well soon.