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She Danced
Nov 16, 2021
The words
Changed everything
Slowly stripping away
Every dream
Or so it seemed
Parkinson’s
She was to young
Not even middle
Aged
And still
The words played
Like a broken
Record
Parkinson’s.
Life would consist
Of a new normal
One she couldn’t comprehend
Dancing a fleeting
Dream.
She danced
Feet that
Were unsteady
Arms that shook
And still she danced
A different beat
A different drum.
She danced
Tears in her
Eyes
A battle
That broke
Her and in
A way
Made her whole
Too.
She’d learn
To dance
To a new rhythm.
She’d dance
Her words would
Not remain silent
Her voice mute
She had a song
To sing
And a dance
Even if she’d
Barely stand
She would dance.
© Michelle R Kidwell
Tuesday.Nov.16.2021
