The Dance
Isn't it all poetry?What we seeWhat we senseWhat sounds reachWhat penetrates our depthsWhat can poetry convey?What roads traversedWhat hills climbedWhat tears shedWhat stories toldWith acceptance and understandingof each other's journey:Hands may entwineDifferences can vanishHearts might linkFriendships can beginThe dance of lifeWill flourishBy Lynn Doll©Copyright 2018