Please let me
Misspend
my youth with you
We’ll waste our time
& dance away the days
Whirling&twirling
To a stately middle age.
Then
When I go slow
And the music’s fast
Please understand If I can't last
A dance.
Just let me sit & watch
with rheumy eye
the world & its dancers pass me by.
Then slowly, softly take my hand
& gently bring me up to stand
For one last waltz
With you.
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Author:
Garry (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 17th, 2022 09:00
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Comments2
I guess every poet has a love poem. This is mine
Oh this is sweet. I love the thought of one last waltz....Great job Garry!!
Thank you Christina.
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