Feeling Out Of Place Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Feeling Out Of Place



Joining the afternoon
dance, only because Neil
is playing.

Although I'm sixty-three,
I feel out of place with
all these older seniors.

Yet, they're still up and
dancing away, even line
dances.

A great bunch of people,
accepting me for the
writing poet that I am.

(2: 03 p.m. - 11/18/13)

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