UNFINISHED DREAM

 

 

I would not dance with Cliff:

I felt awkward, while

Cliff was grace personified.

 

Now, so many years later,

All alone,

I close my eyes,

And, hearing

 The Blue Danube Waltz,

I see myself with Cliff,

In a bright Viennese ballroom,

 

Cliff, so fine in his tuxedo,

I, in an elegant, billowing gown;

We are dancing.

 

And I let the tears fall.