I Am Sick Without You…

so sickI am sick

Without you

Here

To take care

Of me.

I languish

All alone

On the couch,

Choking down

Soup

While I

Watch TV.

I miss

The way

You’d play

With my hair,

Rub my tummy,

And lecture me

On how mad

You’ll be

If I don’t

Call out

From work

In the morning.

Being sick

Is no fun

Without you

Looking down

At me

With concern

And love

In those

Big, brown eyes.

I know

I’m a

Big baby

When I’m

Under

The weather,

But you

Always

Put up

With my

Nonsense.

And that

Is just

One

Of the

Million

Reasons why

I love you.

I know,

I know…

I will hydrate

And relax.

I’m wearing

The Magic Robe

You gave me,

And it’s almost

Like you’re

Here with me.

I am sick

Without you.

I also

Don’t feel well…

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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6 Responses to I Am Sick Without You…

  1. grannyK says:

    I hope you get better fast, and I hope your heart feels better soon, too.

  2. ksbeth says:

    hope all your parts, inside and out, feel better soon )

  3. Sounds like neither of us had good “weekends”. So sorry you were sick and mostly sorry that this special person was not able to be with you. 😦 Feel better soon!

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