Spring Is Coming Soon
Soon I’ll be sneezing.
Plenty of tissues in hand.
Rather than sniffing
In the fresh air.
Naps with Benedryl
Give some relief.
Injections for allergies
Simply caused more grief.
Crazed with discomfort and
Options so few,
My nose needs a miracle
If one comes in view.
Newly cut
Grass is a big achoo, too.
Spring is the culprit that
Outjinxes me. She
Opts to sprout blooms that are
Never scent free.
March 23, 2017
Copyright © Deb Adams | Year Posted 2017
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