Everyone has gone away.
Except my sick one,
Jo and I.
We've spent the day doing some things,
Like reading books and songs we sing.
But now it's dark and time for bed,
I'll pray with her and tuck her in.
And know tomorrow morning comes
With promises of leaving home.
She is getting better so
Off to school we plan to go.
The sacrifices made for her
Are drenched in love, of that I'm sure.
And never will I wish away
The time I spent with Jo today.
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