G.R. Gaus

Rookie - 141 Points (April 11 1950 / St. Louis)

The Last Dance - Poem by G.R. Gaus

Ever so long we've strolled our path,
Hand in hand, with a spin and whirl,
Passing time's withheld its wrath,
Gliding on, through this final twirl.

A piece of land wild and free,
Tend our needs, nothing more,
As a child, I shall return to be,
Reminiscing, life long before.

Build a simple place to survive,
Far away from sound of machine,
Escaping the past, relax to revive,
Dulled senses; refresh and clean.

So may this be our one last stop,
No more debt to owe our souls,
This game of life to rise atop,
Check off, list of mortal goals.

End of the road, end of the line,
Embraced within one last dance,
Fate to the wind, we shall resign,
Life has been met with chance.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Having sold our gallery, my wife and I are moving off the grid to enjoy our golden years together.

Comments about The Last Dance by G.R. Gaus

  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (6/26/2012 5:29:00 AM)

    Lovely and beautiful simplicity! Enjoyed reading this very much. (Report) Reply

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  • Heather Wilson (5/24/2012 3:01:00 PM)

    Lovely poem, back to your second childhood, wonderful, be happy. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (5/24/2012 9:11:00 AM)

    Brilliant - a great poem expressing how we all need to feel in the autumn of our lives. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 24, 2012

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