Parkinsons to me its a curse
My wife keeps telling me
It’s all coming back and
I’m getting worse
The tremors and the shakes
The slowness when I move and the time it takes.
The sticking to the floor and the shuffle when I walk
The dribbles from my mouth when I try and talk
I find myself staring into space for no apparent reason
She says i`m in a world of my own or perhaps its just fishing season
It’s time to look hard at the medication and see the Nurse
It’s driving me mad and before I end up in a hearse
I am not sure how much more of me my wife can take
She has arranged to get away for a week.
with some lady friends from the cross stitching club
We will talk on her return an answer we will seek
Try as I might
It’s not easy to change
but change I must
To continue my fight
My son is taking me fishing on Monday
All being well it should be a fun day
Then back home to watch England with a couple of beers
What better way to start the week – Cheers!