They would probably be called “Daymares”
And the Devil will Dance with the Wolf mares
And the Wolf Mares in Moonlight, Dance with Mankind
We close our Eyes, and turn away “to the “ HEAVEN “ We are Blind
YOURS ALWAYS and FOREVER…HG ( Harry )
To Be Continued
The candle flickers and shadows dance against the wall..
Watching, mesmerized, dreaming of my own dance so long ago.
I swirled round and round, my feet so light upon the floor..
My skirt wound round my legs, my head upon his chest..
Life was full of possibilities then, joy in every turn.
Now the candle sputters, darkness settles once again..
My dance is over; its season has come and gone.
The poems that were written then have burned to ash..
Unheard the many songs I thought to sing..
Left now only the dream of that dance so long ago.
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