Just Another Day
the first hint of a shiver
running down my spine
I look to see what caused it
but the meaning of it still hides
the following day
it hits again
with a force
that could not be reckoned
by morning I am a mess
with a pounding head i stress
should I spend the day in bed
or face the day ahead
the thought of bed
stays in my head
but oh what will my boss say
if I stay at home instead?
clambering out of bed I say
"a long day it will be today!"
within the hour I knew that i was right
constant sympathy "oh gosh, are you alright?"
my bed all day, it calls me
beckoning me home
reluctantly I turn back round.
to do the work that I now hold
When five o clocks comes around
Well, I've never moved so fast
Settling back into bed, what a relief
With a bit of luck please let this bug pass
Copyright © Crystal Wilkins | Year Posted 2010
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