Treasure Island

Andy Caldwell


I am tired now.... bone cold weary
and sick of my affliction
it advances relentlessly
I get moments here and there
where I can function as  human
but Parkinson's disease is progressive
and with it I am regressive
I can fight it mentally
I can not fight it physically
but I choose my response
and how I adapt
I will make the best
of what life serves me
when handed lemons
I'll do my best to serve lemon frosties

Submitted: Tuesday, April 01, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, April 02, 2014

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