Colorful Flowers

✿》7 - Sick《✿

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I wake up in the middle of the night not because Maude Ivory woke up screaming but because I don't feel good at all. I feel sick. With my luck walking in the rain for an hour. I groan a little bit and cough.

"Barb Azure?" I ask into the darkness hoping she is using her witchy powers to know I am awake

"Yes Briar Rose" she says

"I don't feel good" I say

"What kind of not feel good? What are your symptoms?" Barb Azure asks

I can hear her getting up from her cot and coming over to me

"I have a sore throat and a cough and a headache" I say closing my eyes because of my headache

Barb Azure puts her hand on my forehead feeling if I have a fever or not.

"You have a fever too. It seems like the rain made you a bit sick" Barb Azure says pausing a little bit

"Why don't you try going back to sleep and see how you feel in the morning" Barb Azure says

"My head really hurts" I say quietly my body starting to get tired again

"I know but just try and sleep, I can tell you are tired" Barb Azure says

"What's going on?" CC asks through the darkness of the room

"Briar Rose just isn't feeling well, go back to sleep CC" Barb Azure says softly to CC

CC grunts and I can hear him turn over in his cot

"Ok it's time for you to go back to sleep" Barb Azure says brushing some loose strands of my hair out of my face

"I don't want to" I say quietly trying to not make it seem like I am tired

"I know you don't...." Barb Azure pauses like she is thinking about something. Although I can't see her face at all because my eyes are closed, I can tell it is a thinking type of pause

"How about a song?" Barb Azure asks

"Ok" I say quietly

"Ok what do you think about Coat of Many Colors?" Barb Azure asks

I nod a little holding Cuppy close to me and trying to get comfortable on my cot.

Back through the years
I go wonderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
But every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin' every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of

As she sewed, she told a story
From the Bible she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss

My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

So with patches on my britches
And holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me