Merrily stepping in tune with a polka as it takes us <br />up and sets us down over and over again. <br />Bodies filling ever faster with the elation of notes, <br />building themselves in hearts of emotion. <br />Clapping and swinging in time with rhythms, bouncing <br />and beckoning each person on plains of personal <br />happiness.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rhythm-s-time/
