The Sniffles

The Sniffles

A Poem by Annabelle Lee

Exhausted and sore
Ready for sleep
But the sniffles keep on chasing me
It's this game of cat and mouse
They run me up and down the house
My back is sore my legs are weak
All I want to do is sleep
But I must get up and chase the cold
Boy this fight is getting old
AND SUDDENLY i catch it, as if IT was running from ME
But the only thing I was trying to catch is sleep
Will you, after I blow my nose-
Help chas my sleep and free my cold?

© 2013 Annabelle Lee


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Awesome. I have a cold right now too lol

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Annabelle Lee

12 Years Ago

its just that time of year i guess.....
Be myself!

12 Years Ago

Yep. Basketball season. lol
*Passes box of tissues* I'll call the sleep fairy for you too. Very cute, this made me smile.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Annabelle Lee

12 Years Ago

thank you
lol, this was very fun to read, I like reading poems with different themes as this one, I find it creative , get well soon dear :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Annabelle Lee

12 Years Ago

thank you
This is such a timely poem! It does sometimes feel like a game of cat and mouse. This was fun to read.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Annabelle Lee

12 Years Ago

thank you.
Aww. Hug. I am sending some warmth and healing energy your way.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Annabelle Lee

12 Years Ago

thanks.
Ahmad Cox

12 Years Ago

No problem. I have a lot of love for you and I like to know my friends are well and happy

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Annabelle Lee
Annabelle Lee

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Hello everyone I am Annabelle Lee. I am FINALLY, after June 12, the ripe old age of fifteen. I'm a poet. I want to write novels, as well, but those do not belong on this site in hopes that someday .. more..