It started with a tickle in the nose,
And a sneeze or two.
Advancing on to a constant drip,
Before growing to a faster flow.
My immune system gathered up speed,
To battle a virus that dared to invade.
Reducing my diction to a squeak,
Hearing to a dulled-down sound.
No crystal clear, distinctive normal ring.
“Could you repeat and louder speak please?”
The torrent started to thicken up.
Nose blowing, and awful coughing noise begins.
So others know it is a cold you are growing.
Friends stay away to keep this bug's friendship at bay.
You tuck yourself in, to prevent sharing.
And dose yourself with all you can.
Till the throbbing, and coughing stopped.
Your nose clears and your chest expands.
Battle won till the next time, it arrives unplanned.
2021 © Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
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