I don’t think further explanation is necessary, and even if it was, I don’t think I could write it…I MUST be delirious to be writing in rhyme at this God-forsaken hour :/.
When Stephen realizes he’s gonna miss his LAST basketball game of the season and his FIRST soccer match………….it ain’t gonna be pretty :(.
No Sleep Tonight
Hazy thinking, what to do?
Brain is fried
Tripping on that stupid shoe!
He whimpers, cries.
Wondering what to give him next.
Could he really cough up a lung?
Am I curious?
Or just delirious–
Thinking now about Carl Jung.
Now I’M crying
Feel the heat upon his cheek.
A "doctor’s dose"
Mama’s touch brings some relief.
Oh you’re a poet after mine own heart. My kids have challenged you to a dual (ala Devil Went Down to Georgia).
Okay, well actually, it’s just a coincidence we’re all poetic today.
Hope you’re feeling better soon!
Wow. I couldn’t write a rhyming poem as well even when I’m NOT exhausted.
Poor Stephen – poor you!
I didn’t sleep well last night either – but mine involved worry over the dog. Sorry – no poetry for it. Well, okay, i’ll give it a shot.
I woke up a start
and it near broke my heart
for poor Zeus he did whine
when he wanted to climb
on my bed.
that darn respirtory bug is everywhere. I am feeling much better. I don’t recall having much of a fever. However, I can have a normal temperature and be half dead.. so what can I say.
Your sick poem (now don’t take that adjective as describing your content. It was describing the enviroment)was very descriptive and touching.
Kelly, Yaaaaaaaeee to your kids’ poetry skills :).
Heather, why thank you!
Karmyn, that’s exactly how my brain was working (not) last night, lol.
GLAD you’re feeling better Pamela, and you could read the, ummmm, “essence” of what I was trying to say from about 1:30-3:30 this morning :/.
I love this poem. I’m right there with you. My three little ones are about 100% and my oldest is about 70%. This year has been the worst for illnesses. Hang in there!