The Dance – poem

dance lady

Looking back on the memory of
the dance we shared, beneath the stars above.
For a moment all the world was right,
how was I to know that you’d ever say good bye?

And now I’m glad I didn’t know
the way it all would end, the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance,
I could have missed the pain,
but I’d have had to miss the dance.

Holding you, I held everything,
for a moment, wasn’t I the king?
If I’d only known how the king would fall
hey who’s to say, you know I might have changed it all.

And now I’m glad I didn’t know
the way it all would end, the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance,
I could have missed the pain,
but I’d have had to miss the dance.

Tony Arata

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