Happy

I sat up in bed
With a cold in my head
And stinging in fingers and toes
 
I’d been asleep for a week
Feeling sick – couldn’t speak
And constantly blowing my nose
 
My breath was a bit off
And I had a bad cough
And I struggled to shower and eat
 
I’d been at a loss –
I could not give a toss
Why I couldn’t get back on my feet
 
All I could do was feel badly
And ugly and sadly
Struggling to walk to the kitchen and back
 
But Mum said I must try
To get better – but why
The intention to get well I lack
 
I hadn’t enjoyed time in bed
With a cold in my head
And stinging in fingers and toes
 
I wondered; what can I do next
To better reflect
My cheerful nature – oh, watch as it grows
 
See, I was too happy
To spend time feeling badly
And ugly and sadly and such
 
I had a spring in my step
I was not done with yet
I loved the sunshine and outdoors too much
 
So I ran and I played
And I gamboled and raved
At the slippery slope and the swing
 
With my friends together
My voice back – so much better
We would stumble and rumble and sing.