Poem from Mom: Ten Cents a Dance

needing someone
her blue eyes wishing
looking for love
in the empty faces
of strangers
dance hall music
promising romance
shimmering lights
dancing around the room
as the mirrored ball spins
sweeping her up again
her choice
of who will touch her
hold her tenderly
closed eyes pretending
music returning memories
as they dance
swaying to and fro
through her dream field
quieting her lonely fear
answering her call
for 10 cents a dance

2 responses to “Poem from Mom: Ten Cents a Dance”

  1. Erin Wilson says:

    This is lovely.

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