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Measles

Written by Gail DeBole Pink polka-dotted skin stretching body-wide. Bulges interrupting other-wise peaceful areas. Spots of lotion and cherry-flavored tongue Comforting misery. Across the room, stacked in safety; Precious dollies that will be played with another day. With forever smiles. One last sniffle for the night. A hankie is tossed into the glass that serves as a hoop. Nostrils attempt to function, and a sudden cough Shocks the precious dollies. Their smiles remain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 4/10/2012 3:09:00 PM
Sad illness..I hope not now..This illness should not happen today..Sara
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Date: 4/3/2012 10:54:00 AM
My son had the Chicken pox and this brought back memories. Well written.
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Date: 4/3/2012 8:34:00 AM
a wonderful reminder of the measles, which were not so wonderful to have. your poem has captured that childhood experience very well, though, and brought me back many years.
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Date: 4/2/2012 7:08:00 PM
I remember the chicken pox being much more uncomfortable. Nice portrait of a young girl, though.
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Gail Debole
Date: 4/2/2012 7:52:00 PM
Hi Joann - Thanks so much for your comment! Sorry to hear that your suffering was worse. Nowadays, thankfully, the children don't have to suffer if they just get a shot. Medical advancements are so wonderful. - Gail

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