Sunday, September 25, 2011

The Dance

Thirteen years and still learning the steps
At times out of rhythm, at times out of synch
Toes stepped on, sitting a song out

Thirteen years of doing the dance of life
Getting the dip right, the sway of hips even
  after a fight
Still dancing. Even when the music stills.

One and thirteen years ago you asked
I said yes
I still do
I always will

May the dance never end
Even as the song changes
Dance with me
And I  - only with you


Happy Anniversary, Randy.

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