Last Dance

A few autumns ago I was reminded of two lovers dancing when experiencing two dazzling falling leaves gracefully swirling around each other in a soft breeze as they reluctantly but inexorably completed their journey to the soil from whence they came:

Last Dance

They clung tightly

Knowing when they leapt

It would be forever.

Flirted with each other for months

Waiting for just the right moment

For the ultimate release

Then it came in a reckless rush

They simply let go

Gave in to a power greater than them

Caught in a swirling twirling sensation

Colors flashed as the world rushed by

Reveling in every motion

In the beauty all around

And with their partner felt a freedom

They had never known

Gloriously floating

Then softly touching the earth and each other

In a long and final embrace.

With Love,

Russ

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About russtowne

My wife and I have been married since 1979. We have 3 adult children and 4 young grandsons. I manage a wealth management firm I founded in 2003. My Beloved is a Special Education teacher for Kindergartners and First Graders. I'm a published author of 23 books in a variety of genres for grownups and children. In addition to my family, friends, investing, and writing, my passions include reading, watching classic movies, experiencing waves crashing on rocky shores, hiking in ancient redwood forests, and enjoying our small redwood grove and fern garden.
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6 Responses to Last Dance

  1. Anonymous says:

    Beautiful! ❤️

  2. ksbeth says:

    so beautiful, russ –

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