Sick haiku

It’s a lousy time
of year to have pneumonia.
But is there a good?

Bruce Stambaugh
Jan. 29, 2011

Author: Bruce Stambaugh

Writer, marketer, columnist, author, photographer, birder, walker, hiker, husband, father, grandfather, brother, son, township trustee, converted Anabaptist, community activist, my life is crammed with all things people and nature and wonder. My late father gave me this penchant for giving and getting the most out of life, my late mother the courtesy, kindness, and creativity to see the joy in life. They both taught me to cherish the people I am with. I try and fail and try again.

5 thoughts on “Sick haiku”

  1. Can you hear me now?
    I an’t hear ou very ell.
    Can you hear me now?

    Don’t swear in poems!
    Well, I’ll swear if I want to!
    Oh yeah, well, HAIK U!

    Mom, are we there yet?
    Son, just look out the window.
    Mom, are we there yet?


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