Poem, Quadrille

Memories of Me

Written for dVerse Quadrille Monday #206.
Our prompt word is ‘bend; here is my poem.

I long to be myself again,
before the pain began.
Now wistfully staring at
old photos
of a younger me,
lithe with slender arms
and shapely legs
which once did bend
with graceful ease.
Dancing dreams fill my nights;
I want to sleep forever.

NAR©2024

This is “Pretty Ballerina”  by The Left Banke

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45 thoughts on “Memories of Me”

  1. Oh Nancy, this is absolutely beautiful and heartfelt and poignant. I think the hardest part about aging is the body’s unwillingness to follow at the same speed as when it was young. Add pain to the equation and it’s just so damn unfair.

    Sending you lots of healing love.

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