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The Last Dance

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Another poem from my poetry book. My apologies that I have not been posting on the blog. We are in the middle of  selling things to raise money to get another vehicle after our van transmission went out, one that I can get into easier than my son’s jeep. So, my brain is tired. 🙂  Some of you asked me how you could help. Please just buy the poetry book because that way you will get something in return instead of just donating.

The book can be bought here: https://workthedream.wordpress.com/2016/05/09/my-book-is-on-amazon/

THE LAST DANCE

With wisps of hair across her beautiful face

Tears on her cheeks your finger could trace

She stood there, head bowed in humble prayer

Feeling as if she were the only one to care

She closed her eyes and listened once more

To the music that always drew her to the door

The music suddenly rose in tempo and sound

She knew soon her time was coming around

Was her dream to dance just one last dance

And she knew tonight was her only chance

Rising on toes, she danced across the stage

Her body tensing up for the very next page

As she jumped high to twirl up in the air

She suddenly felt his hands holding there

He lifted her higher than she had ever flown

And twirled better than she had ever known

He molded himself to her as if they were one

Remaining there with her til the dance was done

The applause thundered around the room

And she felt as if life had just started to bloom

As the sounds died down, she smiled with tears

Not being able to dance was one of her fears

Then she opened her eyes and looked around

Oxygen hoses, hospital beds are what she found

As she glanced, she saw her toes pointed down

She knew only her attitude kept her bed bound

No matter what happened she could dance free

Closing her eyes, the stage she would see

©danLrene   2013

 

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