I may have the flu, but the flu doesn’t have me.
“People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.”
― Abraham Lincoln
I Choose Happiness
Even though I have the flu and am feeling somewhat crappy
Today, I am choosing to be happy.
True, the flu’s a bummer
I could wallow and be glummer
I could whine away the day
let my thoughts decay to gray
let my mood succumb to nastiness
Instead, I’ll just choose happiness.
Even though there’s congestion in my chest
Today I am choosing to feel blessed.
True, my cough’s annoying
It’s not something I’m enjoying
I could choose to be depressed
That my immune system’s suppressed
I could sit here and be stressing.
Instead, I’ll count my blessings.
Even though the gross stuff in my nose is of great magnitude
Today I am choosing to show gratitude.
True, if I run out of tissue
It could become a larger issue
My nose is in need of a soft place to sneeze.
And it’s only request is to breathe with more ease.
About this I could feel quite hateful
Instead I choose to be grateful.