I fell in love with this one.
Today we traveled to a Senior Center.
Greeted by smiling faces we entered through a door
Into a dim-lit hallway, and out into a sun-filled courtyard
Shaded by gnarled trees that mirrored faces who had weathered through the years.
In the middle of the courtyard to our surprise
There was a couple dancing.
A man and woman stately and elegant of carriage,
Tracing slow steps of a rumba, turning with grace
And underneath, slow burning fire.
I do not remember if we sat or stood
Or if they served us food.
I’ll not forget the dance.
The couple turned to us. Invited us to join them.
The other seniors eager to include us became our partners in the fun.
We shed inhibitions, traveled back to younger years.
Our bodies forgot stiffness as we moved to Cuban rhythms.
Hips remembered how to flirt, smiles gave come-hither looks.
Oh it was so…
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February 6, 2015 at 9:15p02
Dear Carolyninjoy – Thanks for reblogging my post. It has already had a charmed existence. This is the second version I wrote. The first poem disappeared when I clicked some key and then couldn’t manage to recover it.
February 6, 2015 at 9:15p02
I’m so glad it was re-created. I’ve managed to lose a lot of words with cyberspace gremlin.