My friend Judy sent me a lovely gift; she took one of her beautiful photographs, and one of my poems and combined them, then framed the result and sent it to me. I actually cried when I saw it. Some people know just the perfect thing to say or do, and Judy is one of those people. Anyway, I thought I'd reprint the poem here:
The Little Girl Who Ran
I was once the little girl who ran,
I could not walk, I could not stand
To plod along as grownups do,
I thought they crawled, they thought I flew.
“Why walk?”, I thought, “when you can run,
and leap and dance and have some fun?”
Now I wish I had the chance,
To once more gallop, run and dance,
It seems disease has closed that door,
And I can’t run much anymore,
But in my mind, I’m still the same,
And though my legs are weak and lame,
Inside, I run without care or plan,
I’m still the little girl who ran.
-Marian Bumala
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About Me
- Marian
- I'm a lucky lady. I have a wonderful husband of 27 years, a fantastic 25 year old son (I'm so proud of him!) a loving and supportive family, the best friends in the world, a job that I love, and... Parkinson's Disease. I was diagnosed in September 2006. That was a jolt, but I'm learning to deal with it.
2 comments:
Thank you for the kind words Marian, but your poem really resonates in my heart. People who don't have PD I don't think would get it, but my friend, you so simply and beautifully captured the longing of our heart. Thank you for sharing!
oh and I LOVE your pic you have for your blog! So pretty, and i lov to go rafting.
hugs,
judy
Marian
as usual your poetry is just wonderful...I can really relate...you are so talented kiddo!!! You are sharing with all of us just a fragment of the wonderful talents you possess...keep it up my dear friend! I so look forward to more!
Hugs B'nana
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