The Dance Poem by John Dustman

The Dance



Sometimes life is just a happening
For no particular reason it happens
We play the game and do everything
To share precious times with our close friends

Then it just happens
Just out of the blue
As seen through my lens
Bang, there was no clue

I just up and danced like I was new
If a scene was made I am sorry
But with every little step or two
It was like driving a Ferrari

It was just so fun
And it made my night
And I love you hun
You are dynamite

(Dumple ~ December,2005)

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