Dancing to HeavenA Chapter by A. L. AllenThe old man sat alone His hair as white as bone His frame was stricken with age His life’s story on its final page
His hand hung empty and limp by his side “Oh Elinor!” He cried “Why did you have to leave me, so long ago? Oh, how your death hurts me so.”
“I miss you when I go to sleep I miss you when I have appointments to keep I miss you my darling, my one bright star I miss you, no matter where you are”
He wiped his eyes with well-worn hands Dreaming of other times and other lands The radio began to play an old song And his face suddenly turned into a smile so long
He stood up on old creaky knees Despite all of his nurses decrees He bowed low His face all aglow
He held up his hands in the correct place And began to dance alone, with ease and grace This song was his and his wife’s Their favorite, throughout their lives
As he danced to the sweet melody His wife came to him as a memory Her beautiful face laughed as they danced And she hummed as they pranced
Her husband pulled her close Her hair, as always, smelled like a rose. “Come home, my love” She whispered in his ear “Come home with me, my dear.”
Pure joy filled the man’s soul This life had taken its toll Now, it was time for a new start To dance eternally with the woman of his heart
He gave up the ghost To live with his eternal host His only son wept with his own family of seven But yet, they knew in their hearts that the old man danced straight to heaven. © 2012 A. L. AllenAuthor's Note
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By A. L. AllenAuthorA. L. AllenLogan , UTAboutWelcome! I have had a lifetime passion for writing. I started when my father introduced me to the wonders of Microsoft Word on a dinosaur of a computer, and haven't stopped since. I have attempted .. more..Writing
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