Dance......

I am joining up with Lisa-Jo and the 5 Minute Friday community for the first time today. The prompt is "DANCE".........

Go!

It has been a long time since I whirled around a dance-floor. A very long time. Did I ever float the way I do in my dreams? Probably not. And now there is little chance of whirling around any kind of dance floor. Those days are almost gone, but the dreams - they remain.

But I do dance.

I dance in the water. Zumba kind of dancing. Moving to music. And I CAN dance then, you see. The fact that my leg doesn't work ceases to matter in the water. I am just like everyone else.

But in those dreams..... I watch shows like Strictly Come Dancing on the BBC and I see the hands slip around the waist and my heart hurts a little. There were times once, when hands slipped around my waist too. I remember those times. Now?

Hah. I would possibly jump right out of my skin.

Eyes dance, don't they? Laughter makes them dance. I see the mischief in the dancing eyes of my little granddaughter and I grin. How can I not? And I dance wildly with her as I stand in one spot. She laughs at my moves, and I don't care who sees - she laughs, and I laugh too........

And I rock back and forth as I hear the music and I hum along as I cook my supper and the dancing, floating, whirling memories, they cascade like a waterfall......

Stop.