In regressing here this evening
Thinking over days gone by
Living life with dignity
Taking stress in stride
I've found that unimportant things
Were given up to chance
For details are a memory
I settled for a slow dance
To taste the heady passions
To smell the blooming flowers
To climb a tree when I chose
Get soaked in April showers
To take a trip to Europe
Having never left my home
With a Gypsy spirit antsy
My curiousity roamed
I met the rich and famous
I felt the desert air
I tripped the light fantastic
Because I have no fear
In case you might be wondering
Why I took such chance
Those details now are memoriea
As I opted for a slow dance.
Susan, this dance is oh so beautiful...having the ability to live life in a more simple and relaxed manner is great! It is sweeter when we realize we have opted for a slower dance. This is an exceptional write.
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nice.....
Art Sun....
Love Tinka
Thanks,
Dan
not yet with you.
The slower the dance,
Faster hearts prance
Your poem is a lovely thing...
no matter when displayed.
- Bill
Fee
Richard
Great the first time around; great the second time around; a beautiful dance of poetry. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.