P04012014a Poem by 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