Equinus Deformity

A cycle of poems «Pediatric Orthopedics»

Tightrope walkin', toes pointin' down
A rigid ankle, a troubled crown
Equinus deformity, a painful plight
Limiting freedom, day and night
Muscles shorten, tendons strain
Walking's a challenge, a constant pain
The heel lifts high, the stride feels odd
A struggle for balance, a gift from God,
Or maybe not, a twist of fate
A body's blueprint, sealed too late

Oh, equinus, a stubborn foe
Holding captive, a graceful flow
Stretching, bracing, therapy's art
To mend the ankle, to restart
The journey back, to a normal stride
To walk with ease, with nothing to hide

Casts and braces, a temporary hold
Surgery's whisper, a story told
Of tendons lengthened, muscles freed
A chance for healing, a planted seed
Of hope and promise, a future bright
To dance and run, with all one's might
But patience needed, a slow repair
A journey of healing, beyond compare

Oh, equinus, a stubborn foe
Holding captive, a graceful flow
Stretching, bracing, therapy's art
To mend the ankle, to restart
The journey back, to a normal stride
To walk with ease, with nothing to hide

The road is long, the path unclear
But strength and spirit, conquer fear
With every step, a victory won
The battle fought, the race begun

Oh, equinus, a stubborn foe
Holding captive, a graceful flow
Stretching, bracing, therapy's art
To mend the ankle, to restart
The journey back, to a normal stride
To walk with ease, with nothing to hide

So stand up tall, with newfound grace
Embrace the journey, find your pace
Equinus conquered, a freedom found
On solid ground, with joyful sound.
With joyful sound.