Tender Care

Across impatient worries released up high quivers weep along with the fear of night beads off a fevered brow brush below sacrificed tranquility with no return Tender care craved under a gentle moon scarlet rays of aid caressing flushed cheeks forgetting the fledging ills of the moment soothing a somber soul off to sleep

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Paul Callus

Date: 12/30/2016 12:16:00 PM

Not the best of ways to end the year, Tim! Hopefully the new year will find you in better spirits. Regards // paul

Daniel Turner

Date: 12/29/2016 9:27:00 AM

Chicken soup, Tim. Get well quickly my friend.

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 12/29/2016 7:20:00 AM

Caresses of poetry so tenderly applied dear, Tim! Wonderful writing! a seven!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 12/28/2016 5:07:00 PM

i have the cold and huggs can cure, really... 18 a day will do, tim... take care!

Jan Allison

Date: 12/28/2016 2:27:00 PM

WE both seem to be struck with the lurgy Tim:-( get well soon:-)hugs Jan xx

Chris Green

Date: 12/28/2016 2:09:00 PM

It is no fun at all being sick, but if you have someone there caring for your every need, well, it's not as bad as it could be. :) Deeply effective Tim.

Tim Smith
Date: 12/28/2016 2:16:00 PM

You are right...especially when you are too uncomfortable to sleep and your mind diagnosis you with a long list of maladies.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 12/28/2016 1:09:00 PM

Everyone needs to feel caressed when is sick ...I see the fever here..and flushed cheeks des ribe it sp qell.Get well soon Tim.

Tim Smith
Date: 12/28/2016 1:14:00 PM

Thanks so much Charma