I love to Dance..

Out again,dancing till late.

Doing my thing on the

Dance floor.

Northern soul.

A new venue every week.

As well as the familiar.

I shuffle  and slide..

I jump and glide.

The joy in my face,

The thrill of the dance.

Lost in the rhythm.

The songs stir my soul,

As the beat stirs my body .

At the end of the night,

With sweat running down 

My face I feel

Reborn.Renewed.

To fight the good fight

Of Life and Death.

Dancing is my Zen 

My meditation.

My Mindfulness.

My Joy and I am

Grateful that I  can

Still dance after all

These years.