The Last Dance Poem by G.R. Gaus

The Last Dance

Rating: 5.0


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 OF THE POEM
Cynthia Buhain-baello 26 June 2012

Lovely and beautiful simplicity! Enjoyed reading this very much.

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Heather Wilson 24 May 2012

Lovely poem, back to your second childhood, wonderful, be happy.

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Valerie Dohren 24 May 2012

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

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