Raring to go, settling into moods of fun, life begins to entice people into pools of awakening on dance floors. <br />Enjoying stepping into patterns of polka music, reliving <br />days of younger times. <br />Beautiful dreams of yesterday, living in arms of dancers <br />as they spin around the room, enlivening their spirits <br />with every beat and note of music.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moods-of-fun/
