Friday, December 04, 2009

Sick . . . .



A nose that’s stuffed,
A throat that’s sore,
Blood sugars running high.
Chills and shivers
And ears that ache,
Just make me want to cry.

Some stupid germ
Some mean virus
Has nestled in my head
Making me sneeze
And sometimes wheeze
And turning my poor nose red.

Can't clean or blog
Or do laundry
No treadmill for me today.
Will soup and tea
And a nice long nap
Please make this go away?

I'll watch TV
and get some rest
And have plenty of time to knit.
And hope that tomorrow
when I awaken
I no longer feel like like . . . .

11 comments:

JelliDonut said...

Feel better soon!

Karyn said...

I'm sorry that you're sick! But I love your poem!

Kathy said...

Ugh oh. Pea to the rescue. KC to your side.
and you'll be knitting again in no time!

bmom said...

I hope you're feeling better! Maybe some KC snuggles will help.

Maire said...

Soup, rest, OJ, and tea.
And plenty of knitting!
Get better soon. At least you're not under 1/4 of a meter of snow to boot ;)

Walden said...

Hope you feel better soon!!!

Katt said...

aaaaaaw i hope you feel better real soon!!

love the poem btw..

Lynn said...

LOVE that poem!!! Even when you're sick you're creative! Hope you feel better soon!

Sonya said...

How can you be so clever when you don't feel well? Hope you're feeling better soon!

knitseashore said...

That is an awesome poem, Karen. I always think the best writing comes from sheer misery, which it sounds like you're experiencing right now. I bet Pea and K.C. are on the case!

Spincerely said...

Oh, that is no fun! Hope you feel better soon!

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