As I sit here hundreds of miles away from you,
On my favorite office table inside our house,
Without any rhyming in the words I write,
But they come deep down beneath my heart,
My heart is not at peace,
Not at peace at all,
I know you will get well,
And well you will be,
My prayers and love am pouring towards you,
May Almighty God give you a quick relief,
Get well soon my darling F.C.M
And I found this for you
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