Junior Jungle

Today! At South Bank!
My girl is dancing!
Her arms; tentacles of an octopus.
To the tunes of my youth:
Jungle music.
At the background men and
Women in animal costumes:
Still young at heart.
So I waited eighteen years
For my first jungle gig.
Drenched in sweat
Energised by the thrill of the raw music.
My little girl is three.
She jumps up and down.
On the stage.
So do I. So does my husband.
She is our excuse
To relive our youth.
So we dance and dance
The music is like honey
Rushing through our blood.
Taking us to Terra incognito 
In the map of our souls.

We look around 
Other parents
Undulating to the beats of the drum
We exchange knowing glances 
With other grown ups.
We are all there reliving our youth.
We knew.
So we dance and dance
Using our children as excuses.
"Oh man! Jungle music rocks!"
Our little girl will say later!

Yasemin Balandi

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Date: 2/21/2017 5:37:00 AM
Very interesting ... a feel of thrill ... very well written ...
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