by McCollonough Ceili
(Nashville, TN and Ireland)
Dancing Man, dance a song for me,
while you live here on the street.
Others look away,
thinking you're crazy - strange,
But all I see is a joyful child at play.
Dancing Man, I know not your name
or from where you came,
Yet I feel blessed to see you just the same.
Others will see the blessing that you bring,
Though not until you no longer dance and sing.
Dancing Man, will you dance with me?
And teach me how, with this world,
to make my peace?
Join in and write your own page! It's easy to do. How? Simply click here to return to Submit a Poem.