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I Felt Like I Could Dance
I rose up from my bed, feeling better than I have in weeks; With energy that has been absent, feeling rosiness in my cheeks. I felt like I could dance and waltzed across the floor, Twirling an imaginary partner I danced and waltzed some more. I was light on my feet, feeling like I was floating in the air; The shortness of breath I’ve had - no longer was it there. Then suddenly I realized, there were people watching me, How they came to be in my room was a total mystery. I started recognizing faces of people from my past; Some of whom it was many years since I’d seen them last. Their faces were aglow; they smiled from cheek to cheek; I turned back toward my hospital bed – where my body laid in its final sleep. I felt an initial shock, mixed with panic and some fear, When the meaning of my feeling good to me had become clear. Then a nurse walked in my room and my pulse she tried to take; She turned off all the monitors and covered up my face. I felt a tapping on my shoulder and recognized her at first glance; My wife who passed four years ago asked, “May I have this dance?”
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