Gone are the days of vibrant liveliness, running,
jumping, being active every day.
Age creeping upon us taking away our mobility in
different ways.
Nothing stopping it's passage in our lives, wanting
to go back in time.
Getting back just enough youth to be active again,
taking whatever steps are needed to reign in the
effects of aging on our bodies.
Dancing, if done throughout life, does help you keep
your mobility in senior years, if you keep it up.
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