Danced Poem by David Normand

Danced



On occasions I have danced
and swayed to the music of love
And many times I have chanced
upon a delightful thought of us
But time, my old foe, barges in
to tread upon my heart.
Dances and chances become dim
and memories fade to dark.

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David Normand

David Normand

Sacramento, California
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