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Children running onto the dance floor as a disco ball rotates above, throwing little lights around the room.
They’re just into themselves dancing, having fun without television or electronic games.
A woman caught up in the moment decides to sing along with the
Although she’s totally flat and out of tune, she’s given achance to entertain us with amusement.Several men glide onto the floor in chairs with wheels, movingaround and across the dance floor, eliciting laughter and joyfrom the audience.
Rhythms galloping down inner highways,
turning towards events of later day music.Stepping sideways, trying to get by, just evenlyparticipating in line dances of stress and leisure.Moving bodies into particles of destiny, letting themtrill into every song of behavior.
Searching the world, looking for answers found in a front yard.
Pontificating and rising with each remark, no where to go, no one to see.Life is such a dark mark shutting out hours and days belied with strife.Taking away countless tasks – fruitless – ubiquitous at best.Noticing inner torment stretching and easing itself in a gentle passing wind.
Little hands made by God, grasp lovingly my wrinkled hand.
A loving look as our eyes meet – and we both know we arebut passing to the other side.A baby to it’s life – I, with a sigh – to my final resting place.
Recipes often are related to products of chemistry,
Filtering all the scents and aromas into the essences of every-thing cooked.Leaving measurements to sift themselves measuring with myeyes, knowing when I have enough to blend it all into a mixturebefitting royalty.Spreading tables with places set in delicious circles, awaitingappetites of all hungry family members.Saying prayers and digging in with gusto.Blessed thank you’s given all…