I just have to dance!

I have to dance while the music plays,

To move my feet to the rhythm of the band.

Though my thick brown hair belies my age,

I need to move while I can stand.

I have to sing while the melody plays,

To belt forth the lyrics of another song.

Though my hoarse voice cracks and quivers,

I need to sing while I’m still strong.

I have to write while words inspire,

To put pen to paper in ragged rhymes.

Though my time approaches in steady fashion,

I need to scribe these words of mine.

I have to love though my heart’s been broken,

To cherish our memories throughout the years.

Though you’ve left me not of your own accord,

I still see your face through my veil of tears.

 

By: Bill Charles

 

 

Tags: Dance, Poem