Flower’s Dancing Dream to Every Prom Ever
A flower, a dance, a kiss, a dream
If that's too much - How about the prom that wasn't
Flower’s Dancing Dream (English sonnet)
A kiss that promised whisper of a breeze
That Joy which hold my heart within its seams
A memory the stars await to please
You are the dream enhancing flower’s dance
And taught the breeze the whisper of a kiss
Within your seams my heart gave Joy chance
While stars awaited memories as this
And dreams of seams which breezes please anew
Are melodies the thought of you invite
A chance to dance and share this kiss from you
Are medleys which only you incite
And when my flower’s dancing dream is through
I turn and kiss my memories good night
The freedom of a lover touches this English sonnet. We might have picked up on some of the word play that was going on. We might have picked up on the use of metaphor. We might have picked up that this English sonnet doesn't strictly adhere to the form. What is important is that we flowers are swept up in a dream.
I have mentioned how important dancing was to Arlene. It took her years to make me into a dancer. By the time we were married, I was ready. And boy, did we look good. The disco era was stating and Arlene and I were very much a part of it. We made many friends, who were dancers and kept us dancing by finding us venues as disco was collapsing. When we became parents our dancing turned mainly to our home. When we joined Masonry, Arlene and I were part of a group who brought dancing back into the fraternity. The boys liked our dancing so much that we were constant guests at dances the fraternity held throughout the Bay Area. Some of our members were members of other clubs which also invited us to their dances. Arlene's biggest thrill was to dance with Prince Haakon Magnus of Norway, when he was attending school in Berkeley, at a dance held by the Norwegian Club of San Francisco. My biggest thrill was to dance with Arlene.
I'm not suggesting we all take up dancing (though it is fun). Dancing is a metaphor for living, Living and all the things that go with it. Arlene and I shared an amazing dance. We shared an amazing life. What is your dance, traveling, sorts, dining, an evening together, getting lost in those eyes... ? If you are seeing the picture, there are many kinds of dances. Some individuals like waltzes and some like to shake their body. Some individuals like camping and some like resorts. There is only this time. There is only one you. Take the dance (life) that is dear to us and make the most of it and enjoy.
Speaking of dancing: Lisa Ono "Dancing Flower"
Hopefully dancing was never like this
High school yearbooks did not start covering proms (short for promenade) until the 1930s and 1940s. Historians, such as Meghan Bretz, believe proms may have existed at colleges as early as the late 1800s. Not satisfied with theses findings, the folks at Smosh thought about doing a little research of their own. Maybe they could unequivocally find where proms had their start.
After 12.5 minutes of research, they found that they were out of soda and put together this video instead. "EVERY PROM EVER"
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