A little poem inspired by a painting....
Moral: Life is short, make time to dance.
To Dance Again
Through all her life she lived to dance,
to sing the songs her heart would sing.
She walked in sunshine, loved romance
and left to fate what life would bring.
She did have cares and many sorrows,
knew not where the road would lead.
She never did presume tomorrow's
happiness was guaranteed.
And after all the days were done,
mere echoes of a sweet refrain,
although her dreams were now long gone,
she hoped that she might dance again.
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