(Photo by Dan Felstead of Wood and Pixels Narratives. If you have not checked out Dan's blog, you need to pop right over - he has some wonderful photographs.)
THE TWILIGHT DANCE
At dusk they come to twitter and stand
Awaiting the music of the twilight dance
Dressed and frocked from years gone by
Eager to breech the veil between worlds
As the crickets start chirping and the bullfrogs croak
A tentative first couple steps onto the grassy floor
Now the fireflies are flashing to the rhythm of yesteryear
And more couples come stepping into the light
I wonder about the lives of these people
Who only appear with the dusk
Were their lives difficult and hard
Or did they have laughter and love to spare
The dancing continues like shadows all around
The Minuet, a Waltz, a chastely kissed gloved hand
Giggles, smiles, and friendship all around
And whispered promises for more twilight dances to come
