Jan Allison Poet Rhyme

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This poem was written based on an observation at mum's care home - it is not intended to offend anyone

The Zimmer Frame Races

On the starting grid for the zimmer frame races
Ready to put themselves through their paces
No cheating girls -  don’t go tying shoelaces
Or there will be embarrassed  red faces

Lined up on the starting grid
Prize is a cuppa and a quid

ON YOUR MARKS..
GET SET
GO SLOWWWWWWWWWW
But off like rockets charge Ethel and Flo

Wheel to wheel at the very first corner
Ethel cuts in  - she should have warned her
Flo gives her a knowing look
No cheating Ethel – you’ll get a right hook

They cross the line together  - I’m glad I didn’t bet
Sandwiches, cake and tea is all ready and set
Best of friends they sit and enjoy a chatter
Who’s first past the winning post – it really doesn’t matter!

16TH April 2015

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Darren White October 15, 2016 at 5:15 AM LOL Jan, if I ever manage to walk a few steps, I want such a frame and do a zimmer race!!! Jan Allison October 15, 2016 at 5:20 AM I am sure you will Darren and make sure it is decked in rainbow ribbons!:-)Thanks for taking the time to read this:-) hugs Jan xx

Old Buck May 15, 2015 at 6:40 PM Jan: Nicely done. Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction. Walker races is one of those times. I spent about 1 day a week for nearly 7 years at a local center. Lovely place to visit but there often isn't much excitement. These girls are very much like those in every center I expect. Always in a rush, with no place to go. Thank you for bringing some laughter to a sometimes sad topic. Aging. I know of which I speak. :o) OLDbuck Jan Allison May 15, 2015 at 6:48 PM Thanks for the lovely comment Buck - I brought mum over today to do her hair and read her some of my poems including this one - she thought it was hilarious:-) Hugs jan xx

Howard Tunick May 7, 2015 at 12:04 PM What hoot Jan. Very clever. Jan Allison May 15, 2015 at 6:47 PM Thanks so much for dropping by Howard:-) hugs Jan xx

James Fraser April 18, 2015 at 10:33 AM Bless those souls in the image. Koolio poem for those lovely ladies Jan, hugs//James xx Jan Allison April 18, 2015 at 12:17 PM Yes you notice it is all ladies in the picture - they outweigh the men in mum's care home too! Hugs jan xx

Maurice Yvonne April 17, 2015 at 8:03 PM You need a license to drive a walker...hmmm go figure! Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 11:52 PM ha ha ha:-) hugs jan xx

Maurice Yvonne April 17, 2015 at 6:40 PM They are adorable Jan. I love this poem. Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 6:47 PM Thanks Armand whilst there is some 'poetic licence' it is based on these 2 ladies in the care home:-) Hugs jan xx

Phyllis Babcock April 17, 2015 at 4:29 PM You had me smiling because at the home my girl friend is in. The ladies will all race for the elevator after dinner like they have somewhere to go. So I can relate to this wonderful poem you penned but also you make me laugh --where do these gals really have to run off too. love phyl Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 4:36 PM LOL Phyllis - mum tried to befriend one of the ladies on her corridor - she told her she was too busy ...but this lady simply sits in her room all day and does nothing - its so sad:-( Hugs jan xx

M. L. Kiser April 17, 2015 at 10:24 AM That's adorable...I would never have thought of it. Great stuff. Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 1:19 PM I get inspired by so much I see around me ML lol:-) Hugs Jan xx

Anna Hopper April 17, 2015 at 9:43 AM Awe, I love this! Clever, cute and heartwarming write! Thanks for sharing! Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 1:18 PM Thanks Anna I do appreciate your comment:-) hugs jan xx

Andrea Dietrich April 17, 2015 at 9:22 AM you are hilarious, Jan, a bright light I am happy to call my good friend. Soupmail for ya. Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 1:18 PM Thanks Andrea - replied:-) Hugs Jan xx

Shane Cooper April 17, 2015 at 9:17 AM A great poem again Jan, I spent a lot of time in the nursing home my grandmother was in and I can relate to your tale very well. A seven from me. Love your friend Shane xxx Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 1:17 PM Thanks Shane - I was concerned I may get negative comments again so I put the comment at the top:-) Hugs jan xx

Constance La France April 17, 2015 at 7:45 AM Jan, this is absolutely delightful, it had me laughing and I needed a laugh today, because I work in a nursing home, you captured what happens in games and races very well, and in the end does it matter who wins, wonderful 7 and thanks for visiting my poem, Patience Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 7:56 AM Thanks so much for the lovely comment Broken Wings - i was worried some may find it offensive but it was really based on observation with some poetic licence:-) Hugs Jan xx

Shadow Hamilton April 17, 2015 at 2:40 AM wonderful humour Jan ty for the chuckles hugs 7 Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 3:16 AM Thanks Shadow:-) Hugs Jan xx

Hannington Mumo April 17, 2015 at 1:59 AM Well-captured real-life poem/story. 7! Jan Allison April 17, 2015 at 3:15 AM Thanks so much Hannington:-) Hugs Jan xx

Dr. Upma A. Sharma April 16, 2015 at 9:51 PM As lovely as ever Jan! U always come up wid amazing ideas !! Thnx for ur kind visits to my page! Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 10:05 PM This was inspired by the two ladies I observed in the corridor of the care home - I will be most careful to keep out of their way they move at quite a pace lol! Hugs Jan xx

James Horn April 16, 2015 at 8:41 PM Ahhhh woodn't it be loverly. I think I have it. Squaring off with the Zimmer Frame Races. Love it. Jim Horn Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 8:43 PM Thanks Jim:-) Hugs jan x

Tim Smith April 16, 2015 at 7:56 PM Lol.,..I think I caught that race late one night on the History Channel.... Haha Tim Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 7:57 PM ha ha ha Tim a cracking comment! Hugs Jan xx

James Peranteau April 16, 2015 at 6:25 PM Awesome write dear poet ! Having spent time caring for the geriatric souls when I was young with my mother, God rest her soul, who was an RN, I grew quite fond of the souls I helped care for. TY for the fond memorries Jan ! Have a blessed week.....much love, james Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 6:29 PM Thanks James for the lovely comment:-) hugs Jan xx

Peter Lewis Holmes April 16, 2015 at 6:05 PM Lovely write Jan!...and thanks for the comment...Peter Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 6:07 PM Thanks for dropping by Peter:-) Hugs Jan xx

Ilene Bauer April 16, 2015 at 5:41 PM this is charming and absolutely delightful, jan! i thoroughy enjoyed it! Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 5:46 PM Thanks Ilene - I have observed these two ladies on numerous occasions whilst there is a little 'poetic licence' in my poem the way they vie to get to the dining room first is very real:-) Hugs Jan xx

Frederic Parker April 16, 2015 at 3:56 PM it does the heart good to know their zest for life is still abundant... Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 3:58 PM its was wonderful to see these two ladies vying for position with big smiles on their faces - seems it is quite a regular occurrence I have observed them three times now:-) Hugs jan xx

Sara Kendrick April 16, 2015 at 3:47 PM Cute one..I hope that they are able to get up and out..I know that helps to prolong life..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 3:50 PM Mum is one of the few residents who doesn't use a walking aid - My hubby and I were watching these two ladies jockeying for position to get to the dining room and this poem was created as a result:-) Hugs jan xx

Thomas Martin April 16, 2015 at 2:22 PM Hi Jan, Enjoyed this one! Does this relate to the TT races? Jan Allison April 16, 2015 at 2:28 PM Not quite lol - I was just observing 2 of the residents going to afternoon tea and vying to get to the dining room first! Last year some group did have invalid carriages doing a lap of the TT course for charity - now that was a spectacle to see! Hugs Jan xx