I know we're old now and our bodies don't work as they should.
But if I could dance with you once more I surely would.
To dance as we did without a care.
We'd dance all night with energy to spare.
From a tango to a salsa, it was good to be alive.
From a lambada to a merengue, a swing and a jive.
We'd dance till our feet fell off, our arms limp at our side.
We didn't care, we took it all in our stride.
To dance with you again would be so immense.
But we're too old now and it isn't good sense.
Dancing Through Time: Poem On Youthful Joy And Aging Gracefully
Old Dancers
Published by Family Friend Poems August 17, 2023 with permission of the Author.
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