This Night’s Battle Body freezes; cannot sleep. Mind seizes; chance to fight back. Blankets ‘n’ heat do not work; irked; must be blood sugar. Yes, it is low. quickly eat something; I warm up very slow. At least now I know. (C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Dec 2017
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Cold Cold makes your clothing fold; to stay warm (C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Nov 2017
Cold butterflies through me.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Apr 2017
Another Definition of Coldompletely
Detached and distant (C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Aug 2015
jittering with goosebumpy shivers;
making some tea to inflame mind, body, and soul;
forcing the cold to go.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)June 2015
leaving it shocked
to its bite.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Mar 2015
Cough 1 Blair 0
my body like a rag doll
medicine tastes even worse
as long as it conquers
this cold and cough
I’ll be better off.
(C)BJG (Blair Gaulton)Dec 2014