Army Mom’s Safe Haven

Christina: The Wheelchair Dancer


Way back in the disco days
I first became aware
of the daring, Dancin' Soldier
In the VA wheelchair.
He'd roll right in, get a drink,
Then look around and grin,
And when a favorite song came on
He'd start to roll and spin.
He'd sometimes ask me for a dance
And we would twirl around -
Him in that old wheelchair
(and me, so earthly bound).
He never lacked for partners
He glided like a bird -
And as for bravery, my friend,
He gave meaning to the word.

©Copyright 1997 by Christina

Published in Leatherneck Magazine - 1997

An English physician and poet, "Mohan",
requested the use of "The Wheelchair Dancer" for his Web Site