That’s a strange reaction from a parent.
Why would you get mad at me
for getting sick during our stay out of country?
First I was grateful for the Dramamine
during the trip over.
But halfway through the intended stay
Well, things happen.
It was not my intention
to spoil your fun plans.
You can still go do your city things.
Just leave me alone in the hotel room
to try to deal with my misery.
Stop crabbing and scowling.
Even the aunties (your friends) are more patient
and understanding than you.
In fact, it was an auntie that took
me to see a doctor when the nausea came on.
(she and I were visiting, walking on the sidewalks).
Maybe what made me sick, I think,
was because of the stink
that I got a nose full of
(garbage and exhaust) whenever
we stepped outside the hotel doors.
That horrid, ripe stench; just about everywhere.
Retrospect: the thought of
the fountain and pool
in the hotel lobby, with water sounds,
teeming with large goldfish
makes me smile.
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