Feelin' Groovy

The youngish woman danced to a rollicking tune Up early at quarter till nine, exhausted now At half past noon Leaning on her dance partner, her always close by faithful walker Her long white hair damp with her dew of dancing's sweet exertion Music truly always was her very best excursion She lied down on her couch to rest This 1960's rocker A power nap, ah, getting old is such a heavy bummer Her nap leads to a sparkling beach And the dreams of endless summer Waking fresh within an hour the stereo Sings again A gift she got in '65, is still a constant friend Her fall had lead her to some pain, But that won't stop this lady She's feeling groovy anyway She's barely turning eighty For now, no this isn't me. This is just for fun.... But I'm still loving dance time at a younger sixty-one A sweet Friday night sing along Enjoying old fun songs we've sung Rising in dance to yesterday's beat Then melting in laughter, and taking a seat I look to my future less two decades away Hope I'm still dancing on my 80th Birthday ~ Psalm 30:11 ~ King James Version "Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;"