Under The Weather Comments
The flu had lasted
for two or three weeks.
Mother had me in
a bed downstairs
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Of all your November poems this one is my favorite. I like how it captures the miserable feelings of a sick child.
Thank you Jim. Sickness is no fun. I learned it again fairly recently.
Your mother was very wise. Let the sunshine in, and let the healing begin!
I agree. Now if only we had someone wise and with morals in the government.
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8/1/2025 10:48:51 PM # 1.0.0
Without the sun the world is such a dreary place and after about 2 days my spirits sag so much, I can't get up. When the sun shines - and the sun is another of my special friends, life is beautiful - and the sun warming us is a rare treat - to be taken little by little 'ere his grandness overcomes us.
Two things that help us: The sun and the Son.