...Dear Sarah...
Having nothing better to do
I take my pen and write to you
Fairas the Rose, that blooms above,
And lovelier, still, art thou,
No-one thee can so well love,
As those, thy kindness know.
With motherly care thou me hath watched,
And with a vigilant eye,
Hath overlook'd both great and small,
In our large family.
If I've transgressed, which sure I have,
At heart I now repent,
And this is sent, oh, Sister dear,
From a true Penitent.
"Hoc scriptum est Anno Domini 1833 July 20thJohn's faithful muse.