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The Dancers

The dancers moved so swift. Their subtle moves never miss. In joyful grace they do pray. Knowing soon would be the day. Feeding from sweetest flowers, While the sun did counted the hours. Soon not enough to weave. The dancers days are here to leave. Where have all the dancers gone? They left us here alone at dawn. The cold and darkness will arrive. And pause once more to realize The dancers made us feel alive. They hum the songs of sweetest sound, So we forget they will be bound, For warmer days and sunshine found, soon to the dance wont be around. Where have all the dancers gone? They left us here alone at dawn. The cold and darkness will arrive. And pause once more to realize The dancers made us feel alive. The porch is quiet cold and still. Novembers winds invade the hill. And winter brings a lonely chill. My memories revive once more, when dancers wings made spirits soar. On sunny days that seemed to know. Where did all the dancers go? Where have all the dancers gone? They left us here alone at dawn. The cold and darkness will arrive. And pause once more to realize The dancers made us feel alive. Where have all the dancers gone? They left us here alone at dawn. The cold and darkness will arrive. And pause once more to realize The dancers made us feel alive.