November 9, 2004, 4:41 PM

Lou Rogers

Although my wife suffered intense Alzheimer’s disease

During the last year of her life

She still felt the rhythm of dance music

And never lost her desire to dance

Even though we did not attend a lot of dances

Through our 47 years of marriage

We both unfailing kept our dance rhythms

Our love for the warmth and closeness

Of dancing with each other

And our love for dance music

When Ann was in the depths

Of her ninth year of Alzheimer’s disease

And during the last one of her 87 years

She was youthful and slight in frame

And still spry and able

To rise and come into my arms

With a delightful sweet smile

Tugging at the corners of her lips_

For a little dance around the rooms_

When I would say,

“Let’s dance Honey.”

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