Will You Dance With Me?

I don't consider myself a poet but this has been on my heart and mind for the last 3 weeks.

Will you dance with me when the skies are gray?

Will you dance with me when the sun is bright?

Will you dance with me when the trees are barren and the flowers are flowerless?

Will you dance with me underneath the stormy skies, on s starry night with half a moon?

Will you dance with me at your darkest times?

Will you dance with me at your brightest times?

Will you dance with me though befallen?

Will you dance with me in the coldest of days?

Will you dance with me in the hottest of days?

Will you dance with me through your ailment?

Will you dance with me when you’re feeling hopeless?

Will you dance with me when you are weak?

Will you tango with me above your bed of problems?

Will you salsa with me in the deepest valley?

Will you two-step with me in the most painful moment?

Will you swing with me atop the tragedy?

Will you dance with me?

Can you dance with me?

I want to dance with you if you will dance with me, because; “I am the Lord God and I do not change.”

By Memory B