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Movement
by Keith D AllisonThe building and the doors
many labor here
for money and bread
Life and its games
ups and downs
can wear on the soul or brighten the day
Smiles
Personalities
reflections of light dancing upon the walls
Physical therapy
laughter often hides the pain
but without there seems to be no gain
tears
may hide behind the eyes
but hopes of movement hide in the mind
Movement
there are no signs
asking
is it you again
Simple blessing
to pick up
a fork once again
08/28/2012 Posted on 08/28/2012
Copyright © 2026 Keith D Allison
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/31/12 at 12:10 AM "but hopes of movement hide in the mind" - so true. I have been put back together enough times to really appreciate this poem, and I swear by my PT who offers hope in painful times. Your last stanza has to be experienced. Thanks for this.
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