The dance of life can be hard.
Fate is your partner,
Let it take the lead.
Around and around you go,
Spinning, twirling, sliding.
Some do the tango.
Others prefer the waltz.
Fate will guide you,  
Through the twists and turns of the dance.
The sounds of light, laughter, and joy,
Ring true throughout the song.
The ominous sounds of hatred, fear, and anger,
Bellow throughout,
Breaking apart the intervals of peace and innocence.
As you dance, under the fiery sun
And the silver gleaming moon,
Let your heart keep the beat.
Spin to the sound of laughter.
For each step is nothing more
Than a note in the immortal song of life.
Soon your dance will have its end.
As you step off the dance floor,
Another steps on.
Molly Gately