I Never Dance Alone


The yellow leaves
dance on the trees before
twisting free,
falling to the earth and
skittering across frost-edged

That elusive moment
between seasons when
change snaps
crisply in the air

Winter waits in the
north, preparing her
icy fingers to
transform the
barren landscape as
snowflakes dance
elusively above my
outstretched tongue.

Spring sighs and
moans on warm winds
and raindrops dance
across the desert
forming streams and
rivers that bring life
to weary winter.

Heat dances in the
distance as sun
bakes earth and brings
forth flowers from the
deep. Summer snaps and
sparks and bursts with

I dance through each
season of change.
Heavy feet sometimes
stumble and try to lead;
other times, they move
lightly in perfect
accord when I let
the Master of the dance
guide my steps.

I care not if I seem
graceful or awkward,
hesitant or inspired—because
I know one thing.
I never dance alone.

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Anita currently teaches English to 7th-12th graders. She describes herself as a ‘recovering cancer caregiver’ who gives thanks daily that her husband has been cancer-free for ten years.

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  • This lover of all the seasons loves this poem. So beautiful!
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    • Thanks for stopping by, Tara. Whatever season that’s just starting is my favorite season ;).
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  • Beautiful, Anita. And there is such great comfort in knowing we never dance alone. I love your last stanza about dancing through each season of change. You’ve given me much to think on as I head to bed. Thank you for that. 🙂
    Jeanne Takenaka recently posted…Dance: Trusting Your PartnerMy Profile

  • It’s good to see you, Jeanne! I missed the twitter party (I’m still confused by the time changes and the fact that AZ doesn’t change)–maybe I’ll make it next week!
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  • Well, ANita, now I’m hearing Elvis…

    “When you walk through the storm,
    hold you head up high…”

    Always brings tears to my eyes.

    Tears are good.
    Andrew Budek-Schmeisser recently posted…Your Dying Spouse 79 – Dancing with Jesus and Rambo {FMF}My Profile

  • Beautiful Anita. Loved your message spoken through your thoughtful words.
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  • Lovely words!!! From your fmf friend
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  • Don

    Daughter Dearest,
    I LOVE this play with words that are woven with such meaning and portent! The only thing that would make it better, would be one of your photos from each of those seasons inserted in the appropriate place.

  • Beautiful poem! I was trying to get more flow with mine but my fuzzy brain would not allow it last night. The one commonality is that we both were writing about the dance of life, in which God needs to lead. Happy Friday!
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  • HAPPY FMF ANITA! #36 at Kate’s!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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  • That is beautiful word painting! Just this morning I was gazing out the wind when a strong gust of wind scooped up the leaves and swirled them around in a beautiful dance! I love the fall! Thanks so much for these words! Happy Weekend to you!
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  • Just Beautiful!! As a Midwesterner I love all the four seasons, and just could not life without any of them…I especially love snow!! I’m dropping by as your neighbor from FMF…and so glad I did…needed that reminder that I never dance alone!! 🙂

  • i enjoyed your post on the seasons and dance anita:) i also laughed as i saw your comments about you and dancing sprinkled throughout comments. i see we share similar coordination issues:)
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