Poem -

The Dance

The Dance

Life is a dance
As we glide through time
With only one partner
Or many in line

It may be a waltz
The mood is subdued
Beauty of movement
Two hearts are in tune

It could be the Charleston
When happiness reigns
Both you and your partner
Enjoying the game

The mood of the moment
Dictates how we choose
Jitterbug, twist
Or you're dancing the blues

Life is a dance
Through good times and bad
Be thankful my friends
If your heart's filled with glad

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Jack Ellison,

" Life is a dance
Through good times and bad
Be thankful my friends
If your heart's filled with glad.."

I love the above lines from your poem.

And I think, when the poet certifies "Life is a dance "  that means, doing that awesome thing you’ve been waiting to do.  And I think that means dancing when your heart moves you to
dance, no matter who’s watching or what others are doing.   At least that’s my conclusion so far.What are you waiting for? Let us dance together. Congrats dear poet for sharing your poetic thoughts.

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
 

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Jack Ellison

You kind words are very much appreciated my friend... thanks

Jack

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