Once a young girl walked, ran, and danced
If she fell, she bounced right back
Of fun and games she had no lack…
Time passed and the same girl glanced
Not at band aids but a cast!
Alas, why could youth not last?
The woman grew older and older
She wanted to walk, run, and dance
Over and over she took a chance
Desperation made her bolder and bolder
Several falls led her from cane to walker
To her surprise she became a balker…
“I won’t stay in bed, I’m going home!
Physical therapy is not for me
I intend to be free, you see
I was meant to wander and roam!”
Then came the biggest fall to try to beat
The woman heard bones crack in her feet.