She Is Dancing
I
see her
on a beach
with her husband -
young; bikini-clad;
swirling over the sand;
arms extended to embrace
the sun, the sea, and golden land.
She's me! In my memory she is
dancing to music only she can hear.
Written 10/5/2015 for the "So I Thought of This Line" Poetry Contest
of Francine Roberts
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015
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