COLDS

I feel the signs, the nasal itch,
The odd sneeze here and there.
The eyes well up, nostrils twitch,
It just isn’t fair!

Wham! It hits just like a truck
Knocks me for a six!
My senses now all run amok
I need a super fix!

Aspirin and a day in bed
Nose running like a flittin’
Cough! Cough! Oooh my head!
Feels like it is splittin’

Full of remedies ‘tried and true’
By now I should be flying
They’re not working as they should.
I just feel like dying.

Three days now, feeling weak
Its got my ears and throat!
Swallowing hurts! It’s hard to speak
In my head my voice now floats.

Nothing lasts forever, I hope this is true.
I’ve had enough, of snorting and sniffing,
Watery eyes and blowing holes
Through tissues by the million.

J.M. Furner

Created 22 June 2000