For When You Are Sick In Bed

When you are sick in bed

With an array of wrinkled pillows ’round your head

It’s like “get through another day.”

“Get through another night.”

But nights aren’t really that bad

When you can watch the sunrise 

Lighting your window

Or contemplate the world outside.

You can choose to have visits

From each of your children

As they come to you in multi stages

Of their young lives, laughing or

    skipping rope.

There in the dark their smiles greet you

They may even be up to old antics

But all is fair

As you make it through

    another night.

© Shelly Sitzer, 2016

Mrs. John Webb, being nursed when sick in bed
Engraving by M. Burghers, ca. 1700
from Wikimedia Commons