Elderly Dance Floors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Elderly Dance Floors
Pastels turning about the floor, attaching themselves
to people's clothes as they jitterbug and tango.
As bright colors search for just the right person to
collide with.
Preparations are never made, all dancing is
spontaneous as it flows out and around.
Feet of all sizes and shapes are kept alive on elderly
dance floors of today, bright with happiness and joy
while it lasts.
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