Lonely Dancer

She walks across the empty floor
As though the world has ended
Another night has made it's rounds
She still goes unbefriended

Her Dress, she will save
For another night
Then wear it, as though it were new
Besides, tonight it wasn't seen by many
In fact, by very few

Oh, she tried to show herself off
In her own, very common manner
By walking back, and forth continually
As though she were carrying a banner

She never danced, but only watched
As she sat, in her own little corner
Lost, in a world of unconcern
A world, where she is a loner

The lights are out, the music hushed
And now, her world begins
A world of dreams, and everywhere
The sound of violins

The music comes, from across the clouds
Floating, softly in her ear
And just for a moment, soaring up high
Her heart has no fear

Then tears come quietly, across her cheek
In her dreams, she is such a romancer
Yet, on this cold, and empty floor
She is just a lonely dancer

Jack Richards
 www.whatifisit@yahoo.com