41. Old Dancers
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.
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.
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Famous Poem
I care not for the many,
If but my few are kind;
How poor are they who never joy
Apart from crowds can find.
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I'll always remember the day I met you
The way you used to hold me, the day we said I do
We were always together, at work or at play
The map of the heart is a rugged terrain
that throws you off course causing pleasure or pain.
Uncharted territory with no paths or roads
where battles are fought or love can grow.
I'm so delighted you chose to promote this poem, as through this I discovered the rest of your poems published by Family Friends. A wonderful discovery - keep writing. Best wishes, Ann.
We never saw it coming when our friendship first began,
but it became a sweet romance that set off destiny's plan.
Having a love to treasure and a love to defend
is the fire and passion in a flame and a friend.
What does it look like when a heart breaks?
Is it watery eyes driving the interstate?
What does it sound like when the pieces fall away?
Is it rhythm and melody?
Good to get it out there. I do hope the writing helped. Even if it didn't help you, I'm sure it will help others.
Best wishes, Ann