Did you ever have a rough,
but manageable day,
that seemed to transform into a small demon of sickness?
I'm talking bed-ridden,
terrible, horrible, no good, very bad,
sniffling, sneezing, coughing, achy, stuffy head, fever,
For some reason, I did.
No chance at a sick day either.
Daddy always says
'We shall endeavor to persevere'
Til tomorrow, loves