My Body Is In Charge Now
They do the swing and sling dance someone said
About my friend Charlotte and her buddy Ted
It is the Lindy Hop, and it is looks rather wild
They asked me to try it, but I am a non-dancing child
I used to love to dance and kick and twist and shout
But a torn ACL and injured leg bone had struck me out
Now I barely skip, never hop, and sometimes limp along
After becoming my age, my body has yelled “this is wrong!”
I have arthritis in my ankles, so how could I swirl?
A bunion on my foot would not help me in a whirl.
Here is my advice, young woman, and young man too.
Do all the living you can while your body keeps up with you.
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