A Poem for Sally

I've accepted this challenge much too late,

But now it's my turn to ruminate.

We've been consumed by the day to day,

Perhaps I will give you a play by play.

Disease and illness is well upon us.

Infection, bacteria, or another virus?

Both mom and dad have had a bout,

As we start to feel better our boy's are in doubt.

One boy had strep and another pneumonia,

Lately that's why I haven't phoned ya'.

From toddler to boy the baby has grown,

And decided a new bed for his own.

With crib too dangerous and mattress on floor,

He prefers to sneak out and sleep by our door.

In the guest bed with fever Jaime "slept",

While I tended a sick boy all night in my bed.

I long for the time when good health is dawning,

But as for now, I will just keep yawning.