Sick Poem by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Sick

Rating: 5.0


Flat on my back
All sick and blue
Long cold days of winter
With nothing to do

Pedisone, levofloxacin,
Cheratussin too
Blankets and tissues
What's a fellow to do

Snow's on the ground
More on the way
Shovels in the shed
There it will stay

Lucky am I
To have the woman I love
She helps make me strong
Gives me lots of hugs

Tired of the dark
Boring T.V.
Just want to whine
Oh, woe is me.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Stuck in the house with a bacterial infection.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Feldman 20 March 2014

A sick one will feel better after reading this lovely poem, so well written, so cute. Filled with warmth and affection. Thank you

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Smoky Hoss 10 March 2014

What a splendid rendering of the human soul in the wintery state! I get it! This poem is right on the mark.

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Valerie Dohren 23 February 2014

Don't be too woeful Lawrence, you still have your partner and that is worth more than gold. Nice little poem, the Winter makes us all feel gloomy.

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Gajanan Mishra 19 February 2014

woe is me, fine, I like it.

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Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Baltimore, Maryland
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