The 3 S’s
Shaking, Shuffling & Stiff
They really do get me in a tiff
I call them the three S’s
With my Mind & Body it Messes
They all come at once to get me
They make me feel about Ninety
They come to make me spill my tea
They make my whole body wobbly
When I walk I shuffle my feet
So I’d rather stay in my seat
This Parkinson’s thing makes me mad
It also makes me feel kinda sad
It can sometimes really get me down
I try to be happy, but it can also make me frown
So when the 3 S’s come throughout the day
I have to ride them until they go away
I don’t like it, but what else can I do
I have no control over what my body goes through
Maybe one day, there will be a cure
I’ll keep praying & hoping, that’s for sure.
Written by Shelley Edwards (c)