Raring to go, settling into moods of fun, life begins to entice people into pools of awakening on dance floors.
Enjoying stepping into patterns of polka music, reliving
days of younger times.
Beautiful dreams of yesterday, living in arms of dancers
as they spin around the room, enlivening their spirits
with every beat and note of music.

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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