Stepping to rhythms of a waltz as it fills the atmosphere
on the dance floor.
Descending upon each person, alighting on their shoulders,
smiles broad and innocent, beginning to take strides into
melodies of Christmas songs.
Happy and joyous, congregating on the floor, holding hands,
stepping to one carol after another, finding peace in doing
so for a little while.
Giving life a needed break as they rest a beat now and then,
visions of dance partners swimming around their heads.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem