Alzheimer’s or Parkinson’s
which is it going to be
Neither have any merits
as far as I can see

70 is the new 50
He proudly declares
Even though he struggles
when climbing the stairs

Hearing’s not what it was
in fact it’s pretty bad
Can’t enjoy music
That makes me sad

The pill that sent me to sleep
now it’s keeping me awake
And I’m staring at the ceiling
‘Oh for heavens sake’

My brain has started rhyming
and it’s only 3.00 am
Better get up and write it down
Perhaps I’ve a gem

© peterspoetry 2017

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