Dancing On Her Own Poem by John A'Hern

The Saturday church hall dances
All arranged to keep us distracted
No holy sermons, no mention of faith
Music, just music to calm the soul
Rock and roll foot tapping galore
Dances to learn, wall flowers watch on
A girl that always danced on her own
Swirling turning in full control
Lost in a world only she could know
Left alone do not disturb
Her heart is broken, grieving taking place
She is dreaming of memories she once knew
In and out of love a Teenage pastime
A teenage world testing connection
A boy, a loner approaches her World
Her eyes open, she looks disturbed
He stands his ground a smile offered
Wallflowers and friends watch for interaction
He bows, she smiles and offers her hand
He holds her hand, feelings surface
They start to dance applause is starting
Friends amazed by what they are watching
Dancing, dancing, never stopping
He joins her world, hoping, hoping.