Fear of Falling

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.

 

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Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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