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My Eyes Can Still Dance

I'd like to feel free, As a bird on the wing. Join a choir and gustily sing. Read an exciting book, Without being disturbed. I could talk to myself, Without being overheard. Sit out in the garden, On an old garden swing Swinging up high, As a bird on the wing, Free as a bird, That's how I would like to be, Young and unencumbered, Not ancient like me. I am old now, Have I lost my chance? Certainly not, MY EYES CAN STILL DANCE? Previously submitted January 2022

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Date: 10/2/2024 1:28:00 AM
Oh Shirley you don't how happy it made me seeing your name and poem here this morning!! It has made my day! And back with such a heartfelt, real , beautiful poem! I absolutely love this Shirley!! I sent you two emails! Debx
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