In memory of my late wife, Julia...Hold the next dance for me.

(One, Two, Three…One, Two, Three)


I was standing by the gym wall

Dreaming of romance

Feeling lonely and insecure

I was ‘Shy at the Dance’[1]


Being teased and laughed at

By the girls at the prom

In a crooked tie and white coat

I wanted to go home


When a young girl of sixteen

Asked me to dance

I wanted to say no: she

Didn’t give me a chance


Taking me by the hand

She pulled me aside

She told me to close my eyes

And she’d be my guide


(One, two, three…one, two, three)


With her one hand in my hand

Her other on my side

She said, “Forward with the left foot

Then step up with the right


Slide your left foot to right foot

While holding on to me

Let the beat of the music

Count one, two, and three


Step back with your right foot

Step back with your left

Now bring them together

We’ll promenade next


That’s all there is to it

Let the music lead the way

As you’re feeling the rhythm

Your body will sway.”


(One, two, three…one, two, three)


“Sway your left foot forward

As you move to the right

Slide right foot to your left foot

Let the beat be your guide


Sway your right foot forward

Again to the right

Bring left foot to the right foot

We can do this all night.”


I stumbled and staggered

But she would not give in

Through the trials of dancing

We became best of friends


While teaching me to waltz

She captured my heart

I knew from that moment on

That we’d never part


(One, two, three…one, two, three)


We’ve now kept on dancing for

Over sixty years

Through good times and bad times

Through laughter and tears


But the music stopped playing

The day that she died

And I could no longer dance

No matter how I’ve tried


In a vision she came to me

And I in a trance

With my Angel of sixteen

Together we danced


I’ll waltz in the moonlight

Alone till I pass

Knowing we’ll be together

When I breathe my last


(One, two, three…one, two, three)


At night if you look up

Into a starry sky

You’ll see me and my Angel

As we dance on by


Or maybe hear the music

On a warm summer breeze

As Heaven keeps up the beat

Counting one, two, and three


It only takes one who will

Reach out to try

To touch the hearts of those

Of us who are shy


So keep your eyes open

For those who exalt

You’ll never be lonely…

If you learn how to waltz


(One, two, three…one, two, three…one, two, three)


[1] A poem written by Julied Tyler and posted on Booksie 3/25/2022

Submitted: March 01, 2023

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A beautiful tribute to an eternal dance of the souls.

Wed, March 1st, 2023 3:58pm


Thank you very much. (I cried when I wrote it)

Wed, March 1st, 2023 8:02am


She saw something in you that you didn't see, and she invested one magical moment in an awkward dance, and that paid dividends for 30 years...You lucky man!
May you be reunited on the other continue that dance...
A good memorial poem

Wed, March 1st, 2023 7:00pm


Thank you.

Wed, March 1st, 2023 11:03am

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