Radiation Reflection, Day 11

Fatigue is visiting, it’s like a cloud,
A shadow, it’s shading, follows around.
But I dance in the kitchen, pink toes tapping,
Spinning starlight, silly arms flapping,
Close my eyes, let hips sway,
Knees bounce soft, best part of my day.
I wished to be present, but couldn’t be,
Blurred concentration, merry-go-round memory,
But here in the kitchen, I’m me for a time,
Know this won’t last forever, soon enough I’ll be fine.