It’s 2 a.m. and I’m up sick. I’ve been drinking flat soda, but still feel under the weather. Hence, I went over to my computer and found a poem by Gregory K. from Gotta Book about being sick on school vacation, which starts tomorrow. I truly hope I don’t spend my February Break sick!!! (That happened to me in 2005 and I don’t want to let it happen to me again! Hence, in three more hours, I’ll crawl out of bed – again – and hope for the best!)
I crawled out of bed today
And boy, my body aches.
I know I didn’t sleep that well — I guess I made mistakes.
It feels like I can’t see too straight.
There’s cobwebs in my brain.
Tears are flowing out of me like endless sheets of rain.
I barely have an appetite.
I’m cold, and then I’m hot.
My voice comes croaking out as if my throat’s tied in a knot.
I guess that I don’t have a choice;
I’ll sleep the day away.
But here’s the reason I feel worst…
Vacation starts today.
HipWriterMama is hosting Poetry Friday today.
Literacy Consultant. Author. Former 4th and 5th Grade Classroom Teacher.