Their Dance

The music was lively.
The young dancer, unable to restrain
herself, stood and shuffled slowly to
the dance floor.  His eyes followed her – 
hopeful, but with sadness and concern.

Her gait unsteady, her cane little
help, she began to move – awkwardly
but determinedly – until her eyes
filled with frustration, fear, and
finally resignation; and she stopped.
His eyes filled.
She slowly lifted her gaze from her
uncooperative legs – until their eyes met.
Their painful frowns slowly morphed
into a wistful expression…

And they danced…Across the years,
In sweet remembrance of times
held as tightly in their memory
as they had once held each other…

And they smiled.

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