Dancing dancing the days go by her shoes now worn in the corner they lie.  She danced until she could no more, through the days, around this floor, she danced and danced for all who knew her, she danced the days, while the music flowed through her.  then one day the music stopped flowing, and her dance she stopped showing, but Those who saw her, will always see, her dancing and dancing, young and free.  
J.Marie Dearwechter 3/28/2016