first comes the weight
feet and legs of lead
then the rest follows
the body starts to fight
icy hot chills and sweat
unable to get warm
unable to cool down
shaking from the chills
sneezes and coughs
with nose too plugged
your only breathing
is wheezing gasps
temperature climbs
eyes won't stay open
but still you can't sleep
colds are sheer torture
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
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Makes me feel bad just thinking about it.... well done, lol
ReplyDeleteUh, I think a kid I work with was sick this week. Did I give it to you? If so, I'm very sorry.
ReplyDeleteA cold is always nasty.
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