RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Watching In Twilight - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Strutting across the dance floor, showing their country
western style of dancing, giving quite a show.
Many difficult steps going around, leaving wonderful
impressions in our minds.
Photographic images filling screens fully without any
errors to be seen.
Living and loving the entire world through music, always
touching my heart and soul through intense rhythms.
Throughout the night, nothing able to penetrate this
energy that continues into late hours after midnight.
Moon shining outside, stars watching us dance in the
twilight of a beautiful landscape of life.
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