Three Meals

I spoke to a daughter and she rallied another daughter who ran into
The hospital to save me.
she brought a beautiful purple vase, pink carnations, and briefcases,I think there were at least 53 for thee.
“what doctor has been here.”  
“What does he look like?  What is the medicine you take at three?” 
Try to always bring
An assertive smart
Take-no prisoners 
Daughter-to the 
Hospital with you
Because not only
Will you get your meds,
They will get so flustered  
You will get 3 dinners.
As my daughter followed Dr Try ToEscape
Back to his office to watch him data in my pills
And their frequency I grinned.
Angela, an adult was here 
To make the Carens feel better.
We all cheered!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Cunningham Avatar
April 19, 2018 at 2:26 AM
Loved it, she's a force to be reckoned with, she can come with me if I ever have to go in. Head screwed on, take no crap kind of girl, every family should have one. Tom.
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April 20, 2018 at 12:23 PM
I was THRILLED to have her, believe me! She takes no prisoners, and people are scared when she enters a room. I love that for her!
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