Happy in my dream, my health exudes
With youth and long forgotten vigour
Where Parkinsons cannot intrude
In this place he does not figure
But there I cannot long remain
As the dawn invades my space
inevitably I must try again
To put a smile on this blank face
Take that first unstable stride
Again those words ' You're looking good '
No , it's just that I can hide
And surely would do if I could
I know it shouldn't be a re-write and ,I admit, it could be argued as such. However the challenge inspired me to write this, so that's my excuse :-)
Keith , Bravo, it is always, always best to go with what you 'feel' and I'm very pleased that you did, it's not really a re write anyway. I'll post my original at the end of the month.and explain what inspired me.
Thanks Martin, it's inspiring as well when you receive positive comments
There should be a whole anthology on Parkinson's dreams! Thought provoking - good job.
Waking with Parkinsons is like Groundhog Day so its inevitable that some themes are going to be recurrent. Enjoyed this.
Well said. You expressed my thoughts better than I could have.