It's Still Life

A Very Short da-Dum Waltz

when time was
young,
and the stars
hung
bright in our
sky,
we’d dip and
rise,
dance my man, roll
to a silver star stroll

The last two lines are like the twirly bit (or something). Written for dVerse Poets “A poem to Waltz-time”  and shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021