At your beckon call

Here's a great poem, that I'm sure at this point Joshua would agree with 101%! Poor little guy has been sick since Thursday, which landed us in the doc's office this am and then the hospital for a chest xray. No pneumonia, but part of his lung is collapsed, he has RSV, and bronchiolitis. So, enjoy this poem from little Joshua, and say a prayer for his health!

My trusty friend

You are always there for me.

Whether I’m sad or lonely

Hungry or thirsty

Hurt or tired.

You never judge me,

And you never expect anything in return.

When you’re near all my nightmares go away.

You make my dreams sweeter

And my days calmer.

You are warm,

Like a friend should be.

And when it’s cold outside

I know I can turn to you.

I love having a bosom-friend like you.

You always understand,

And listen without speaking.

You’re always there when I need you.

Boobie, I love you!
~ Michelle Abernathy