I can't make myself younger,
I can't take away Parkinson's.
I can't believe this surgery put me down.
All I can do is gradually build my strength up
I can only eat soft foods.
That makes me frown.
First I used cold compresses,
now hot compresses is needed,
I feel like I need to confess,
First cold now hot
Is this just to keep me busy or what?
I turn on the music to an upbeat song.
This helps me to feel good again.
Patience is needed for me to be strong.
I look in my mirror to give myself a talk
It may sound silly and come as a shock
Sometimes I make faces and laugh at myself.
If we all were as active as a child,
I wonder if we could stay healthier.
If so, that would be my style.
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