Poem: The (Unwelcome) Gift that Keeps on Giving
The Gift that keeps on giving a side effect of living you wake up with a scratchy throat your voice sounds like a demented goat. The kids brought home an unwelcome guest the kind that forces you to rest although you have do much to do and then the list gets longer too. Your nose swells up, your eyes are teary a single hour of work makes you weary the brain fog doesn't go away no matter how strong the coffee's today So readers, pardon this unwanted break Some lengthy words may be a bit late until this unwelcome guest is evicted my waking hours may be restricted.