They Danced
To Anyone Who Has Endured Parkinson's Disease
They danced that night
At the beach
Forgetting for a moment
The doctors words
At first she thought
The shaking was something
Simple
Something that could be fixed
Tremors that shook her off her feet
And left her unsteady for hours afterwards.
The doctors words
Told her of a reality
She was not yet ready to hear
Parkinson’s disease
It was a monster invading her
And slowly stripping life away
From her
Before long she would
Not be able stand on her
Own two feet.
They danced
Forgetting for a moment
This monster was invading her
She was two young to have
This disease
She had three daughters
Who needed her
She had to be there
To see them grow.
They danced
With the memories of before
Healthy memories
Where she could stand
Run
And play with her kids.
They dance
With the way
Things had been.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
July.10.06
10:06 P.M PST
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Michelle Renee Kidwell
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