

To make it go away;
I'd wave my scepter over you
Until you were okay.
I'd transmit healing vibes;
My wand and I would surely beat
Whatever the doc prescribes.
I cannot cast a spell;
Just know you're often in my thoughts,
And I hope you'll soon be well!
our sun goes under a cloud.
Your presence in our lives
is such a bright joy
that everything seems in shadow
when you're not here.
When you aren't feeling well,
we feel the lack
of your glowing energy
and contagious vitality.
When you are sick
we feel incomplete,
like a jigsaw puzzle
with a missing piece;
Please rest,
take good care of yourself,
and feel better.
We miss you
and want you back.
Whatever it is you've got;
I'm sad and blue, thinking of you,
And missing you a lot!
Be sure to sleep more than eight;
Get healed, get cured; come back to the world,
Where all your fans await!
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