As promised last week, in honor of National Poetry Month, I’ll share another poem of mine, one that I wrote two years ago. This is another poem in lighthearted verse, and it, too, is based on personal experience. Learning how to fall gracefully, or, better yet, how to avoid falling to begin with, is an important skill. And though not all at the same time or place, all of the things mentioned in the poem have been “tripping hazards” during my time with MS. Yes, even chinchillas.
How to avoid falling
First of all, check the floor for debris.
Shoes or blocks? Newly formed tree?
Dogs running loose? Curious cats?
Climbing chinchillas, loose balls or bats?
Next, survey the climate conditions.
Comfortable air? Planned wind positions?
Free of ice or puddles that splash?
Wide-awake toddler to suddenly dash?
If conditions are questionable,
bring forth the cane.
You can never be too careful when crossing the living room.