A Little Drama, Anyone?
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Queen Bed 6:11pm
If I get sick
I want to be really sick
I register disappointment
with Our Ear Thermometer
being on Low Battery*
With every Flush of My Face
or Chill of My Limbs
I long to languish
in The Lap of Sympathy
throwing out requests
for tea
*I DO have a fever:
99 degrees F
H is sick too
but He doesn’t have a fever