Tissue In Hand
When the sniffles invade
And your nose is a'drip,
You must catch what comes out
'Fore it gets to your lip.
In the case of a child
With some oozing-out issue,
It's up to the nana
To wipe with a tissue...
Or mommy or daddy
Or grandpa or sitter.
Whoever's around can't be
Known as a quitter.
Since stuffiness looks for
A way to break free,
I keep tissue in hand
Like was once done for me.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2016
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