Joining the afternoon
dance, only because Neil
is playing.
Although I'm sixty-three,
I feel out of place with
all these older seniors.
Yet, they're still up and
dancing away, even line
dances.
A great bunch of people,
accepting me for the
writing poet that I am.
(2: 03 p.m. - 11/18/13)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem