Boot Scooting Balance Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scooting along the dance floor, people up and dancing, feeling
the energy as it flies and soars upwardly into the afternoon.

A boot-scooting balance of life finding a way into rhythms as
they wander in and out of every song being sung.

Living in the beauty of every verse and rhythm, never leaving,
a step unattended, twisting, turning and completing selves.

Finding their way into the boondocks, another song chosen to
move and keep people dancing.

Stepping along, fiddling in depths of a total adrenaline rush
being crushed now beneath boot-scooting bogeys.

Whiling away the afternoon as people keep dancing, not ever
wanting the music to stop.