‘Drab’ – Maia S H, Y8

Category: News, Prompt Response, The Green Light

I blow my nose,
He makes me feel ill,
I close my eyes,
I don’t wish to see him any longer,
If I don’t I’ll find myself ponder,
He’s really not that bad,
Someday he’ll grab someone else,
Whisk them in to his sick sick ways,
Oh how I count the days ,
Till I can leave this bed, 
Oh how I feel so drab,
But then I remember,
I was the one who forgot ,
To book my annual flu jab,