Sniff, sneeze, moan, cough!
Of tissue boxes, they’re just aren’t enough!
Cough, moan, sneeze, sniff!
You’d smell many cough-drops if you’d take a whiff!
Moan, cough, sniff, sneeze!
Could everyone just get better please?
Sneeze, sniff, cough, moan!
From now on I ask, “Colds, please leave us alone!”
As a side note: this was our life last week. We are better now, praise the LORD!
To the KING be all the glory!
Fun poem….not the cold, the poem. ;)
~Jamie
Cute picher, and good poem.
I think Joshua’s cute, poor kid.