Mama Bear Poet Rhyme

Queen of the Dance

Friday is dance night
We all go to have some fun
We twirl and whirl and jump around
Till the music is done

He asks "May I have this dance?"
The answer is  "yes you may"
He holds you close in a slow dance
It is the only way

The song is over, you turn to leave
He asks for one more please
And you agree again to be held
His heart is on his sleeve

The person you meet may be the one
Who will hold you now and forever
But he may also be a passing man
Who will not be in your life ever.

A lack of partners is not a problem
Everyone wants to dance
To find someone to care for and love
Never has even a remote chance

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Richard Lamoureux May 17, 2015 at 9:33 AM I hear the Queen of the dance is going full force! Love ya. Mama Bear May 17, 2015 at 3:20 PM This queen is rocking!!!!! But then so is your sister. Love you too Mom

Paul Callus May 13, 2015 at 4:15 PM Hi Mama Bear! Just stumbled on this lovely poem tonight. I'm already accounted for, but I'm sure I would still enjoy having a dance with you:) Hope next Friday somebody special will turn up! // paul Mama Bear May 13, 2015 at 5:17 PM Lots of lovely people but no one special for now. Thanks for asking me to dance I would love to. Blessings Edith

Kp Nunez May 13, 2015 at 1:06 PM I can imagine the scene being played out. You are a good story teller. "Everyone wants to dance", a truism even in the larger stage that's life. I enjoyed your write, Mama Bear. Belated Happy Mother's Day! Kim :-) Mama Bear May 13, 2015 at 2:18 PM Kim thanks for the visit and the Mother's Day wishes Was blessed as Richard wrote such a lovely poem for me on his site and both his siblings did the same for me. Wonderful to have children Am truly blessed Hugs Edith

Emile Pinet May 6, 2015 at 11:28 AM This poem was sad, believable and just human enough to be easily relatable. Emile. Mama Bear May 6, 2015 at 4:32 PM Thanks for the kind words. It really is what it is like out in our present world Blessings Edith

Richard Lamoureux May 4, 2015 at 8:56 AM All it takes is one! Mama Bear May 4, 2015 at 9:01 AM Yes so true but he has to be extremely special That seems to be an impossibility Love Mom