Janice M Pickett

Rookie (Middlesex England)

9th Day Of April - Poem by Janice M Pickett

It's five on the morning
and I can't stop yawing
this cough is really annoying me
It started yesterday
what more can I say
My head aches and I feel
quite poorly

I guess it is the weather
and I'm hoping I feel better
within an hour
when the sun gets up
But for right now
I must look weird
hoping soon
my nose will clear
from the drips
I could fill a coffee cup

I am running out of tissues
there are also other issues
like itchy eyes
and a headache throbbing at my brain
This 9th day poem has to stop
In mouth panadol must pop
under blanket, I will snuggle up again.


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Comments about 9th Day Of April by Janice M Pickett

  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (4/18/2009 8:40:00 PM)

    A cleverly delivered personal slice of life that brings a nod and a smile. Colds are commonplace, but most debilitating nonetheless. I remember my dear old Mum used to quote from her Aunt Ethel: 'And what's more, I have a cold - I who dislike them so! ' There was another one too often repeated: 'Ah well, when it gets too hard there's always tea and bed.' love Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 8, 2009

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