The music started,
I took her in my arms
And we started dancing,
Dad dancing from long ago.
We laughed and smiled
At each creak of our bones
In knees and necks
Added to the music,
Not following the beat.
So many memories of times passed
When this was the type of dancing
We did all night.
Those times in the sixties
Dancing to these songs
Like the one we dancing to.
Dancing all night,
Unlike this time,
Where the creaks and groans
Stopped us,
After two minutes.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 31st, 2022 01:23
- Comment from author about the poem: I still do the same dance steps that I did back in the 1960s where we danced to groups playing live music.
- Category: Humor
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Comments3
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Loved your sentiments and memories of the front room two step Goldfinch !
Thank you J_G, that front room two step has always been there.
Andy
You just hit on something dear to my heart. I hear the music and I can't help but move. I rarely get to go dancing anymore, but nothing stops me from dancing, by myself, in my living room, to music of the sixties. Only problem is that hips and knees have aged, where the brain has not followed. Thank you for this little trip down memory lane, a great write!
So very true Bella, the mind works but the body struggles.
Andy
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