Open Poetry #2 |
The Dance |
Denise
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The gray plump granny smoothes her hair And her pale pink cotton gown And drifts away - to another day ...To another time and town. How many years now has it been How many tears ago When her eyes fell first upon that lad ...Who had set her heart aglow? She dabs the teardrops falling fast And lays her glasses down And travels there - to those days so fair ...In another time and town. She now beholds that vision clear A brilliant budding spring With a promise of 'forevermore' ...And a glist'ning golden ring. It's countless tears now since he's gone Yet not a sun goes down But she's proudly dancing with him there ...In her satin wedding gown. Her lonely days...at last...are done True...she leaves this land of care And she runs to him and takes the hand ...Of her lad so debonair. Now at last they are together True...all trouble's now laid down And now they're dancing there quite grandly ...In that grand 'forever town'. Yes, together now...forever True...they're walking hand in hand And 'midst the angels they're still dancing ...In that grand 'forever land'. [This message has been edited by dsnyder (edited 02-13-2000).] |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
d, i loved this. what a beautiful picture you painted in my head! thank you. |
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Denise
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Thanks Tara! |
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Nan
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Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
This is lovely, Denise It reminds me of the day my own grandfather was dying - and my grandmother sat with him - talking to him, as he couldn't respond - She recounted their entire 65 year marriage to him that day - Now she's with him again - But not before writing lots of wonderful poetry.... So, I guess she still had some business here..... I'm happy that they're together now, as you so beautifully write..... Thanks |
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Denise
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Nan, I'm glad that you could relate to this in a personal way. I had my great grandmother in mind when I wrote this. She was originally from Ireland, now living in a strange land, without the man she came over here with and I just tried to imagine what that must feel like. I'm glad you enjoyed it! |
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Mike Pickering Junior Member
since 1999-09-03
Posts 18Redlands, CA, USA |
This touch close to home both grandma and grandpa died within 4 months of each other |
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U K Hero Member
since 1999-08-08
Posts 266England |
Top notch, well writen, loved the story. |
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Denise
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Thank you Mike and U K for reading and commenting. Death, I think, is probably hardest on the ones left behind. ------------------ Denise [This message has been edited by dsnyder (edited 09-06-99).] |
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Elizabeth
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Posts 6871Minnesota |
Beautiful, D. I could just about see it happening, and what a lovely tribute to your grandparents. ------------------ *Elizabeth* "Dwelt a maid belov'd and cherish'd by high and low, But with autumn leaf she perish'd, long time ago..." |
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Denise
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Why, thank you Elizabeth! ------------------ Denise |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Another great one d! This was wondeful! I have to agree with you, I think it is hardest on the ones left behind. |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
Denise, this is so beautiful...your talent shines... ------------------ May your days be filled with lots of sunshine and your nights lit up by golden moonbeams |
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Balladeer
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Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Denise, you are awe....and then some. Brilliant, as are all the rest. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Denise~ This is a treasure~ Playing in the archives ... having a Denise day~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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