Joyce Johnson Poet Enclosed Rhyme

The Dance

I met the dear man I would marry
Quite by some lucky chance
At big neighborhood dance.
He attended with my cousin Harry.

Harry left with a girl name of Kitty,
Pawning me off on him
The dear friend he called Jim,
Who stayed with me, I feared, out of pity.

Jim asked me if I cared to dance.
The dance music had charms,
And floating there in his arms
Was the start of a lifelong romance.

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Andrea Dietrich February 6, 2011 at 4:03 PM wow, Joyce, this the true story of your meeting hubbie? I highly doubt anyone would have to pawn you off on someone, because you are a star! Luv, Andrea

Dana Smith February 6, 2011 at 9:37 AM Love this! It's beautiful. I give it a seven. Looking forward to reading more. Take care. Dana'lynn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart February 5, 2011 at 6:37 PM Lovely story Joyce in your poetic words of the dance of luv.. good luck in the contest my friend with this beautiful sequence of events ..

Ellen Fahey February 5, 2011 at 5:12 PM SWEET!