Fever

Forgotten things trickle

As fever abruptly prickle

My words will try to tickle

For moods are often fickle

But your kindness giggles

As my worries wriggles

And my thought jiggles

My sensibility squiggles

A puff of breeze for you

Making your sneeze few

Your presence I oft value

As life whom you renew

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