a head code

It was something in did not seek.

It was something I did not invite.

It was something I did not want.

The crept into the house,

Quietly,

With great stealth,

Only a hacking cough.

I did not pursue it,

But I caught it anyway,

This lousy,

Stuffy,

Feverish, Head cold.

It always amazes me,

How something so small,

Can make me feel so bad.