Cold hands against a feverish skin
Blessed water upon parched lips
Air out the breeze, let it in
Let the cold refresh the room
A cube of ice on her forehead
Blessed relief for but a moment
With a deep breath, let the cold in
In the warm night, the cold is king
Rain rain, let it fall
What was once warm now turned cold
Care of a husband, cold comfort it had been
Cold balm to soothe the fevered body.
Wow this is great! I participate in a weekly writing contest that you might want to submit this to. You can check out plotdog.com/woof-contest for more info. This is a really great poem
Thank you! I’ll check them out shortly. 🙂 Glad you liked the poem.