“Nurse Becky and Digby O’Dell Michigan visit to family”

Nurse Becky packed her stethoscope,  
A plaid valise and dreams of snow,  
With Digby O’Dell by her side—  
A dapper gent from head to toe.  
Their tickets north to Michigan  
Had fluttered in her mittened hand,  
To see the kin they’d missed so much,  
And laugh together, just as planned.

They crossed Lake Michigan’s cold sweep,  
Past white-capped waves and silent pines,  
Digby with stories of bygone steeps  
And Becky tracing county lines.  
Through Ann Arbor’s golden leaves  
And Detroit’s hum of industry,  
They followed trails of memory,  
With hearts as light as winter’s breeze.

Aunt Mabel waited at the porch,  
The kettle on, the gooseberry jam,  
Uncle Lou waved from the barn  
And Lucy, small, sang "Pease Porridge Ham."  
They gathered ‘round the kitchen hearth,  
With tales of clinics, city lights,  
Becky’s laughter filled the night,  
Digby’s eyes glowed, clear and bright.

They skated on the frozen pond,  
Jack Frost nipping at Becky’s nose,  
Digby slipped but soon stood firm,  
Chuckling as he brushed off snow.  
They built a snowman, tall and proud,  
With scarf and hat—so grand, divine!  
Even Grandpa praised their work,  
Claiming, “Why, he looks half alive!”

The fire crackled, mugs steamed up,  
Chins propped in hands, the young ones stared—  
For Becky’s tales of city care,  
And Digby’s witticisms shared.  
But as the moon climbed up the pines,  
And midnight crept across the farm,  
Nurse Becky sighed and hugged her kin,  
Digby yawned, content and warm.

Far later, on their winding way,  
Snowflakes gentle as a lull,  
The night glowed bright with memory—  
Bright as Becky’s loving pull.  
In Michigan they found their nest,  
A winter’s gift, a family’s guest,  
Hearts joined across the snowy miles  
With home’s embrace and grateful smiles.

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