Dancing Is Life
-Inspired by Stephen King's 11/22/63
Unexpectedly, I see the newspaper
she's at least eighty now,
but still undeniably beautiful.
I will visit her;
maybe, somehow, she'll remember
how we danced.
I hoped that my love would remember me.
Heart to heart we have a connection,
our minds connected
Love never dies.
To travel back in time again to save her,
it would do no good, for
the past is stubborn.
So I stay where, in this time
the Land of Now
the Land of After
hoping she survived the cancer
without my interference.
So here we are dancing again;
She remembers but it's a faint memory,
like a dream; she recognizes me
and for a minute its all the same
how we danced.
The past is stubborn,
but right now
that's okay
because I have my love again.
-Caroline Youngless
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