Like a dying flower in gloom, you lie helpless.
Arise and bloom and dance like a fresh blade of grass
to the drumming of the breeze of life.
Arise and bounce back home like a ball.
I wish you quick recovery.
Seeing you every day is one of the
greatest things that happened to me.
Now I can no longer see you
because ill-health has forced you to seclusion.
I offer you a basketful of flowery
Get well soon.