Their Spirits Danced

Sometimes I imagine them dancing
around the stars so bright
Waltzing close together,
Enjoying the crystal clear night.

They always did enjoy dancing,
As they'd move cheek to cheek,
Waltzing in time to the music
Their style so unique.

Moon beams would play all around them
Mother Nature would play a soft tune
The milky way was their ceiling
As they danced to the light of the moon.

(I wrote this in memory to my mom and dad)