Samuel was sleeping but woke upon when
The cleaner clunked and rattled the door
To empty the bin, but her aim rather poor
Sam woke a screaming, fed up with the din
His mother named Shirley had thoughts that were sin!
Two weeks it has been in our alternate home
'Get me out' Shirley wished, a text beeped on her phone
'Gr8 news!' the text read, from her husband it came
In response to my text, which was much of the same
I was able to share of fresh news that abounds
Sam is well enough, to take home, safe and sound
But before we leap and frolick some more
The weekend before us - well it's the same as before
We still need some training the nurse came and she said
'You still need to learn how to give iv antibiotical meds'.
So on Monday my training will start with a flourish
So we can get home, to be a family of five-ish
A medical student I will continue to be
So I can care for my boy, together... a family
I longingly look forward to my warm comfy bed
Tonight I shall sleep without monitors, beepings and meds
Tomorrow it shall be dear Francis delight
To be woken by the cleaner, with a bang and a fright!
Tuesday is the date we are working towards
To be trained and ready and looking forward
To 2 girls, 1 boy, a mum and a dad
All home together, delighted, not sad!