Dance Hall Days
My “Dance Hall Days”, now decades past
Were full of fun and Disco glory
A song or two bring memories cast
Yet only skim the perfect story
The whimsy of youth directed the course
The quest for love was its driver
A powerful need, an unstoppable force
And through it all, a survivor
Yet woven through those days imbued
With flashbacks of dance floors and love on the run
There is more than what I thought I knew
Thoughts flowing in, restraints undone
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2017
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