All day yesterday, I was quite blue.

As I had to fight the flu.

For it was now the start of day two.

There wasn't much that I could do.

I slept, I read and fluids I did drink.

"This is quite boring!" I did think.

Oh, when, oh when will I be back in the pink?

This being sick is beginning to stink.

I guess that lying low did pay off.

I woke up this morning with nary a cough.

Hopefully, this bug is on its way out.

Doing another day in bed is something I doubt.

Being active is what I'm about.

"I am going to feel better!" I will shout!

Now, how sick could I be if I am able to find the time?

To sit here and post this silly little rhyme?

: )