Thursday, April 7, 2016

A Cold Tanka

Ah-choo!


The warmth lulls a person
until a bitter cold comes
and without thinking...

You sneeze and sniffle, sniff, sniff.
Oh for a nose that won't run!

@JoSH Poetic Popcorn Poetry

With the change in seasons come the change in allergies, colds, and what not!  I can only hope that I get over mine quickly, although this one is hanging in a little longer than expected.