#TBT ~ Infirmity (Winter’s Bane) #poetry

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

These aches and this chill
Don’t give me a thrill
I phoned up the doctor
He said take a pill

The coughing and sneezing
Is not very pleasing
Can’t breathe through my nose
All you hear is me wheezing

The tissues are piling
I’m no longer smiling
This bug in my body
Is really quite riling

The pounding of my head
As I lie in my bed
Watery eyes flowing by
And my nose is all red

Can’t wait till it’s done
This is not any fun
Bring back the summer
I need me some sun!

©2014 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay

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