What’s happening with us?
Firstly, Charlie was struck by a stroke
I’m sure you’ll agree, it was no joke.
But he didn’t get better, he began to fall down,
He walked like a drunk and tripped like a clown.
Aha! Said the medics ‘Parkinsonian you see”
Then gave the diagnosis of P.S.P.
What’s that? You say. You may well ask.
SUPRA-NUCLEAR PALSY- Progressive and fast.
So off for a holiday,
Now we’re moving to town.
B'cause, though mostly up, he often falls down.
The town house is smaller,
the gardens are too,
The doctor is closer- we know what to do:-
We’ve ordered a wheelchair, ramps and rails.
We went on the website, we read all the tales.
There’s do-able exercises to keep it at bay,
We’ll take a trip or two and rest each day.
We’ll gather seeds –natives will suit –
Propagating those that are small and cute.
So we’re making the most of our time – could be years!
Christmas greetings and Seasonal Cheers
... best wishes from Charlie and Val