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They’re baaaaaack
The sound of sobs Wakes me again Without a doubt Signifying my old friend They come any hour Of day or night Caring very little If they’re a welcome sight Bringing sore eyes A cough, headache, and groan Why can’t they just Leave us all alone? I’ve told them before, I’ll tell them again With…
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November Sunday
Another long week has finally ended, Fluffy snow softens the ground My little ones cough and sputter throwing their germs around With so many items on my list, But all the checkmarks missing Another week looms stark ahead And I don’t feel much of a blessing But time it does not wait And kids don’t…
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Memories of influenza
Today blurred as it picked up speed around me. I found myself writing random dates in people’s charts, and had to correct at least half before continuing. First it was the day, then the year, and finally the month that escaped me. Once I finally figured out how to write the date, it struck me…