Ninety-eight in the hospital
for six weeks, with pain - a little
bug on her heart valve, but it'll
be cured with a drip.

Most days she's in a jolly mood
smiling, eating, and drinking good
tele, reading get-well cards, food
for thought.

Her network visits round the clock
taking care of laundry, ad hoc
leaving behind, sometimes in shock
cause she forgets we were there.