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The dance began so long ago
it was yesterday as tomorrow,
effortless and light
carrying no weight,
they took their parts
and shared the load,
he was fleet of foot
and she was nimble,
but she carried the greater part
she carried the whole
the family sum
and he was all the lighter
with gratitude.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Yes, the dance of life. Nice one, Paul!
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Thank you Sandy
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Welcome!
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🙂
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Great! Very interesting sir.Thanks a lot for writing.
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Thank you Francis
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You are most welcome sir
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That gratitude…so important!
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Yes, it sure makes a difference.
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Very nice indeed, made me smile.
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Glad it had that effect.
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Me too, thank you 🙂
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yes women usually do carry the heavier load in that dance of life, nice that one appreciates it 😉
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This is amazing PAul.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you 🙂
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happy to read and share your posts, Paul!!!
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You do a very wonderful thing.
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That is beautiful thank you
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You noticed 🙂
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Oh, I love this! Nicely done, Paul!
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Thank you Eugenia for sharing those encouraging words.
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You’re most welcome!
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I loved it. So clearly representing the path of life that a man and a woman treads together.
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So glad you loved it, it really is wonderful when a poem connects, thank you so much.
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