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 (or wouldn’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 gambolled 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.