RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Old Fashioned Fun - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Children running onto the dance floor as a disco ball rotates above, throwing little lights around the room.
Landing on the youngsters, they begin jumping and twisting in rhythms of their own, not caring what anyone thinks of them.
They're just into themselves dancing, having fun without television or electronic games.
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