Deja vue

The slow dance begins once more;
this time my mother's pas de deux......
and we,
weary from past duets,
recall each stumbling step of this strange ballet
crafted from DNA's complex choreography.
From the wings, the poise and elegance
with which she glides across the floor;
Seems effortless
So we remain in the shadows
silently awaiting our cue.........
a stalwart corps de ballet.