Last Wednesday, a bug came to play,

Brought the flu, much to my dismay.

I laid in bed, a shivering heap,

Dreaming of wellness, instead of sleep.

I coughed and slept, a pitiful sight,

Wrapped in blankets, through day and night.

Ben's soup was my ally, tissues my friends,

Together we fought, to make amends.

But laughter came, amidst the gloom,

As I imagined dancing around the room.

For even sick, I found a spark,

Of humor amidst these past three days so dark.

I'm hoping soon, I'll be waving wave adieu,

To this nasty, undesirable, unwelcome flu!