Thursday, 18 March 2010

Gavin: Poetry corner

The steroids stopped
the temperatures started
but after a full blood count
the hospital we departed.
He's tired but happy to be home.
Call of Duty won't happen on it's own.
He smiled as he got in his own bed.
So will we I can bloody tell you.

(proper poetry doesn't rhyme, alright)

1 comment:

  1. Fantastic! in every way.

    Mandy D L & S x