Learning to Love Dancing again with Hypothyroidism
I am still the girl at forty
who loves the shadow
that never left her
James Barrie knew more than me:
sometimes a shadow needs soap,
or sewing, according to Wendy
I learned to appreciate the change
because so much of this body,
softer, speckled, and true
still works and runs its cogs
regardless
I lose control
where the wheels turn
too quickly,
Charlie Chaplin
We share the joke
of frenzied 'Modern Times'
"A day without laughter
is a day wasted"
I agree
My shadow and I
have learned to dance
on the assembly line
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