Carolyn Brunelle

The Dance - Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

All the years
of planning
and struggles,
have come to an end;

The impact
catches you
by surprise,
you could hardly wait
for this time to come.

For some,
a cruel illusion
that nothing
ever lasts;
saying goodbye
to youth,
and work;
the things of the past.

But, the second half
of life is calling;
and you welcome
your well-earned chance,
to walk away from
a life of hard work
and finally learn to dance.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 15, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, June 15, 2008

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