9th Day Of April Poem by Janice M Pickett
9th Day Of April
It's five on the morning
and I can't stop yawing
this cough is really annoying me
It started yesterday
what more can I say
My head aches and I feel
quite poorly
I guess it is the weather
and I'm hoping I feel better
within an hour
when the sun gets up
But for right now
I must look weird
hoping soon
my nose will clear
from the drips
I could fill a coffee cup
I am running out of tissues
there are also other issues
like itchy eyes
and a headache throbbing at my brain
This 9th day poem has to stop
In mouth panadol must pop
under blanket, I will snuggle up again.
ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz
A cleverly delivered personal slice of life that brings a nod and a smile. Colds are commonplace, but most debilitating nonetheless. I remember my dear old Mum used to quote from her Aunt Ethel: 'And what's more, I have a cold - I who dislike them so! ' There was another one too often repeated: 'Ah well, when it gets too hard there's always tea and bed.' love Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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4/28/2024 1:40:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
you maybe should edit this poem so it has capitalize letters at the beginning of each line and add some punctuation. But other than that i love this poem