Magic on the dance floor

dance dance

See Pat on the dance floor see her reddy brown hair styled to the last strand dancing with a young man who leads her by the hand. Watch  her glittery red dress how it catches the light it is red with silver threads in, she really looks just right.

A group, now have formed around her joining in her fun she smiles and looks so happy her eyes as bright as the sun. She knows the band so well and they recognize her too she has been a regular for so long she knows their set through and through.

Her eyes really sparkle as she sings along with the words she loves it on the dance floor she can  be a free as a bird. Her long slim legs all silky end in graceful dancing shoes. It is great out on the dance floor no one knows who is who!

Yes Pat loves it on the dance floor having so much fun she is herself now, no ones wife, lover or even mum. So as the music finishes and floor begins to clear the group call her name and thank her for being here. Her prince charming smiles down at her as he returns her to her table.

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He thanks her for joining him , she smiles at him  and says  “Thanks as long as I am able.” Nothing is ever going to stop Pat if she wants to dance some more, as long as her mobility scooter moves she will be out there on the dance floor!

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(The photo used is is of no one I know I found it on the net , it seemed to express what I am trying to say in this poem.)

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