Anon

Once I was proud of my fitness Climbed many mountains with my pack Enjoying nature and crisp clean air And then my health got out of whack An injured foot and shoulder too A heart that needed care Before I found my drive again I’d licked my wounds for over a year Now Shell is quite persistent Encouraging me to have a go Tarsh is really nice she said She won’t care if you’re slow I knew it would be challenging My youthful ease had fled the coup But I also wasn’t ready for Netflix days On the couch with vege soup So I dusted off my big girl pants And decided to have a go My confidence was non existent And self esteem was fairly low But Tarsh of course was lovely Felt like I’d known her for years I left that day a much lighter way And knew I’d found someone who cares This year has thrown me obstacles Some I never thought would pass But even when some days were crap I still had my hour with Tarsh She tolerates my grumbles My expressions make her laugh I’m not always happy with her evil fingers But she makes me move my arse I’m glad she finds me funny And reminds me when to breathe And I appreciate she’s made room for me Since I won’t roll up my sleeve! Thanks Tarsh for your patience For your guidance and your care I hope Christmas finds you wrapped in love And I’ll be back again next year ❤️