Curtis Moorman Poet Rhyme

The Horrors of a Cold

THE HORRORS OF A COLD


Having a cold is not good for you
Although it's not as bad as the flu
You ache all over from your head to your toes
While mucus keeps running from your nose

You lay awake night after night
Because your head is stuffed up tight
You cough and sneeze, you blow and blow
But that lousy cold just won't let go

Then one day you realize
You don't have such itchy eyes
Your nose has finally ceased to run
And now you're glad your cold is done

You feel so good you almost weep
'Cause maybe tonight you'll get some sleep
For days you were such a miserable grouch
So bad your wife made you sleep on the couch

But tonight in your bed is where you'll be 
Finally you know that you're cold free
You can give your wife a good night kiss
And have a restful night of bliss

	
	Curtis Moorman
	5 July 2016

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Cheryl Hoffman July 6, 2016 at 7:30 PM Cute poem about having a miserable cold making you feel miserable and what a relief when its finally gone! (plop, plop, fizz, fizz, oh what a relief it is!):)

Kim Merryman July 6, 2016 at 7:01 PM Ah, yes, the dreaded cold! I enjoyed reading your poem, Curtis. Great descriptions!