For every sneeze

A game of who to blame:

The dog who wakes me at all hours

Reversing her days and nights;

a schedule in flux

for the season’s festivities.

What culprit I may find

For my body succumbing

Will switch in coming days

As I bemoan my fate

Miserable on the couch

Marveling at all

I used to overcome

Flattened by the common

The mundane of the rainy spell

Adding my sniffles

And sneezes

To winter’s bizarre symphony – Caroline A. Slee