Another dance floor Friday
Freedom is the dance floor,
loving every beat,
weekday world forgotten,
left out on the street.
Freedom is the music,
finding higher ground,
in these rhymes and rhythms,
a symmetry of sound.
Freedom is togetherness,
knowing joy that’s shared,
another dance floor Friday,
living without care.
Freedom is in all of us,
stepping through the night,
reaching for a new world,
in the morning light.
Copyright © Martin Challender | Year Posted 2024
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