I came down with some winter flu;

An unfortunate thing to do;

Each morn, my head is filled with pain;

My coughing I just can’t contain;

I cough and cough – morn, mid-day, night;

It hurts so much I’m filled with fright;

I always hate the winter sick;

It has a special kind of ick;

And seems to just go on and on;

God’s punishment for some past wrong?;

Two days ago I coughed all night;

It hurts so bad, I almost cried;

Each cough makes my head pain much worse;

This sickness feels much like a curse;

Oh well, it has to end someday;

I must CHERISH my healthy days.