“At the Dance”
I went to the dance to have my picture taken. How was I to know love was in the makin’? I was there all of fifteen, short-lasting minutes. My heart decided to take up a lively, wild tenant. I am glad that I went to a friend’s “party.” Otherwise, it would have been said, ‘She’s “hearty”.’ I saw him for just a few short seconds. That’s all it took for me to be reminiscent. I long to go and stay at the dance with him. He’ll never know how much I long for a dance. Megan Delia Ratcliff 05 October 1996 |