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The Last Dance

Holding our frail bodies now, on this short, straight trail,
Between the sunset, then the darkness,
Will crawl and fall,
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An elderly couple still so much in love nearing the end of their lives. This is fictional.

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  • Ken E Hall (3/1/2014 3:10:00 PM)

    great dancer poem a near picture of I...retired ex comp dancher met in a ballroom and still go dancing 3 times a week loved reading it...the main thing it has done for us is we are extremely fit with legs like coilo springs with no last dance in sight...regards

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  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (5/18/2013 10:12:00 AM)

    dance within dancing with whole world nice one

  • Valsa George (4/9/2013 11:33:00 PM)

    Music makes our romance the eternal dance,
    Moves on the ballroom floor slow but graceful,
    Like swans on a ripple free lake,

    These lines are lovely Hazel! ! I am happy I could locate this site! The example of that elderly couple who are still supple who recieved love and grace from above is so very inspirational. Even the last dance can be graceful! !
    Top marks!

  • David Wood (4/6/2013 8:17:00 AM)

    A lovely poem. I lost my wife 12 months ago and she is alive in my poetry.

  • Yasmeen Khan (4/2/2013 10:12:00 AM)

    a long beautiful piece of writing, brightened with the fire of emotions..it is embellished with lovely metaphors and similes like 'swans on the ripple free water' adding beauty to the poem.
    With our souls soaring with the rhythm of living,
    The art we learnt, cherished, is the beauty of giving, ...beautiful lines

  • Thomas A Robinson (3/26/2013 9:34:00 PM)

    Oh sounded real to me...you could not make up such without a life's experience.
    That twinkle in your eye is the fire burning in your heart.
    And the waltz of love goes around and around and never stops.
    And there is never really an end...just going from one room to another.
    A very inspiring and goes straight to my heart poem.
    Thank you Hazel

  • Valerie Dohren (3/25/2013 6:43:00 AM)

    Have been locked out of PH all weekend, hence the delay in commenting Hazel. A really lovely write, very inspired with some beautiful lines - enjoyed reading very much.

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