Dancing On His Own Poem by Jim Yerman

They grew up dancing at a time when people danced arm in arm
when dancing had a mystique
when people held hands, twirled together
and loved dancing cheek to cheek.

They met each other on the dance floor.
He remembers she was had on a polka dot dress and a pair of white gloves
It was during their first dance together…when they both fell in love.

They married, had children, grand and great
and lived a life of happiness and romance…
Their family fondly remembers…how they always loved to dance..

They remember seeing the love on their faces
How they danced till the last note of the music was done…
And they marveled at how two people …could move together as one.

When they danced it was as if no one else was on the floor…
And they continued to dance together…until she could dance no more.

When she was gone his family was concerned…
for not only was he alone…
But often they would find him…dancing on his own.

Until he assured them he was happy…that he was not dancing on his own
that as long as he was dancing…he would never be alone.

And when he danced it was as if no one else was on the floor
And he continued to dance this way until the day he could dance no more.

When he was gone there were a few tears
but on the faces mostly smiles shown…
For everyone knew they were reunited
and he'd never again dance on his own.