100 days of writing,  2012,  sick crip,  Uncategorized

>Cold

>Snotty snivelling sneezing
Streaming eyes
Chapped lips
And tickley throat

Coughing
Sore chest
Too many tissues to count
And no energy

Sniffing thickly noisily breathing
Plans cancelled
Eyes closed
Olbus oil fills the room

The girl gives up
Sips water incessantly
Goes to bed
Feeling sad

Happiness joy and cheer
The virus runs away smiling
Pleased his work is done
Her first cold of the year

♥ Emma

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