Winter Germs

Like a car with oval tyres
I wobble on my way
Struggle to lift my feet
Arms hanging at my side
My usual grit softened
Blown over by a breeze
Simple illness of the season
Has sapped me of my energy
Wanting only for my bed
And a little peaceful sleep

Debbie Gravett © 2017.07.13


via Daily Prompt: Grit

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4 thoughts on “Winter Germs

  1. Having the grit tell
    How by breeze you fell
    Your seasonal illness
    Not sapped your willingness
    Your story all to tell
    Dear Debbie I wish you well
    Hope comfort in your bed
    Will help just like you said

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