Once upon a time
when someone was laid up
visitors would send cards
friends would deliver flowers
your buddies brought balloons
until the sick room was transformed
into a jolly place, papered in good wishes.
Now,
the wishes are all virtual
and the distraction is digital.
If only the pain was, too.
Valid point! Well stated.
Thanks.
You are so welcome. I am thankful when I am signed on and you appear in my reader! It’s always a blessing. I love your work.
What a kind thing to say! 🙂
It was an easy truth to state. Your work is meaningful. Have a beautiful and inspired day.
Lol! Good one…but be careful what you ask for, because you will get it 😉
I doubt it. 😉
Something lost, something gained. Something gained, something lost. Balance.
The nature of change.
It’s the only address most of us have, for most of us.
True enough. 🙂
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So true. I hope you are recovering well, Shawn.
Pain significantly less today, but tonight I broke a tooth! I mean, really. Was that necessary?!
Adds insult to injury doesn’t it.
😉 Not necessarily. It’s just different.
If only the well wishes last past a day. i hear you 🙂 🙂 I would send real flowers if i could to brighten your day.
Thank you, my dear!
I like how you put daily observations into beautiful poems. Like putting pearls in a string. One by one, elegant.
So here is another virtual friend sending you virtual ‘take care’ message. Take care, mam. 🙂
Thank you. 🙂
Clever.
Thanks, Simon.
yeah- things have changed – and if you are feeling ill – best wishes to get well soon (virtual wishes) ha!
lol Thanks.
I’ve recently started sending cards again…I miss getting them, so I’ll send them! So true about pain! A very meaningful poem.
I agree. I’m sitting here writing a letter by hand at this very minute. It will go into a card, and then an envelope with a stamp! How exciting. 😉
I only got two bouquets when i had a rib removed. But i cannot complain about all the cards i recieved. I suppose that’s the benefit of befriending many older-generation folk, they don’t believe in all-virtual condolences. 🙂 this is wonderful, by the way. Very applicable to current society.
I get lots of virtual wishes. So far one group signed card and a box of Belgian chocolate. No bouquets. I keep hoping for bouquets. 😉
A very meaningful poem about the way things are today.
Thanks, Michelle.