MY RIDE

MY RIDE
.
Leticia Stevens
.
When I was a young girl
Many years ago
My neighbor would take me for a ride
In a car she called” Shake rattle and roll”
That neighbor is gone the car is no more
Parkinson’s is the ride I have had knocking at my door
We have been up hills and down shaking and rattling everyday
Giving me a ride I wish would go away
Then one day a new ride i found giving me back a ride I thought was lost
Electrodes in my brain a battery in my chest
I’m a walking miracle no matter the cost
Parkinson’s disease you haven’t got me yet,
My neighbor would be glad to know I’ll no longer be going for a ride
In that car called “Shake Rattle and Roll”
.
written in 2011
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