The spring brings on the blooming trees
And flowers everywhere.
I can’t deny the beauty, but
There’s pollen in the air.
I dare not step outside the door,
Inside cannot escape it.
Eyes are tearing, nose is running.
Tempting me to tape it.
A big sneeze turns on the faucet,
I sop it with my socks,
Rush into bathroom just to find
An empty tissue box.