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.