Thursday, May 28, 2015

Irrational Thoughts on My Sickbed

My cold went away a day,
Then returned with a vengeance,
So I was feverish and limp,
Unwilling and mostly unable
To do much for anyone, even me.

This was fine until
The family returned from judo,
Phil with a hurt leg.
And all I could think was:

Phil! I don’t break my leg
When you’re sick!

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