Will you hold my hand when I’m old and gray? Will you hold my hand when I’m old? Will you kiss my lips as you do today? If I may make so bold… Will you look with love in these eyes of mine… When age begins to show? Will you drink with me that sweetContinue reading “To my love…”
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Where is the little boy?
Where is the little boy, who learnt to write his name? He stands here now before you, supported by a frame. Where is the little girl, who learnt to tie her lace? She sits there in her chair, with lines upon her face. Where is the little boy, so used to climbing trees? He sitsContinue reading “Where is the little boy?”
My journey with Parkinsons 