I look at her dance
Pirouettes of such longing
Memorable moments
Children’s loving hands
Lonely tear spills from my eyes
Pride and loneliness
Such stain on my heart
Heart’s sad flutter of regret
Cloudy with sorrow
Fateful decision
My miserable loneliness
Sad neglected life
Firm and resolute
Loving times not forgotten
I can live again
Image from: www.dance-for-kids.com
So sad ... and the joy returns ... like the up-lifting ending ...
ReplyDeleteLoving times not forgotten
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The beauty of relating back to a relationship can evoke great feelings. A loved one will be stuck in memory. Sad but wonderful write oldegg!
Hank
Such dancing aching nostalgia - and yet the last line - apparently positive and forward looking.
ReplyDeleteI love the sense of hope in the last lines. Very well done.
ReplyDeleteits good that memories can generate for you, hope.
ReplyDeletenice one Robin (oh finally, since i read the interview last week, i can use a name to address you)
have a lovely Sunday
much love...
If we live long enough, we all have a few of those kinds of memories stowed away for those rainy days,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
I can live again is a powerful affirmation to me, personally. Wonderfully done.
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