I took a sick day.
I’m feeling some guilt.
I feel like I’ve tarnished,
Good attendance I’ve built.
But, I am really sick,
And, not up to no good.
No, this is no fun,
Using the day like I should.
Employee like the others.
Not someone super human.
I succumbed to a bacteria,
Or, to a viral vermin.
Try not to think about,
The work piled on my desk.
Try to lay here in silence.
Try hard, get some rest.
Yes, try and be still,
Very quiet and just be.
Besides there nothing good,
On daytime T.V.
Well, the sun is now setting.
Feeling better, I find.
Back to work tomorrow,
Back in my chair, my behind.
But, there’s that one person,
Who will doubt my story.
No matter how sick I felt,
With symptoms so horrid.
I do not want to be nasty.
Wish any bad luck her way.
Just maybe she’ll soon have to,
Use up a sick day?
Then I can question,
All of her woes,
See how she likes it,
When I step on her toes!
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WriteBeLight (
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Comments4
I really do hope that nasty bug is gone and you are back to doing what you love! I always love reading your poetry. Great poem.--Christina
Thanks! I do feel so much better and I love your writing as well. I am looking forward to a great day and your comment is very much appreciated!
As I read your wonderful piece I'ts 45deg and raining here so it put me in the perfect mood to enjoy it even more 🙂 Glad you're doing well and thanks for sharing. NAP
You are very welcome and thanks!
Ha ha, bloody good poem WBL..
Brilliant....
Thank you so much!
This was so realistic and expertly said.
Thanks! I rarely use a sick day but this time I really felt like crap and going to work was just going to cause a relapse ha ha😉 Thanks for the comment😎
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