Memories In Motion

Snuggled deep in the treasured
recesses of our memories are the
melodies and the songs of our childhood
when Saturday night meant dancing
and we moved together in a rhapsody
of young love, certain that we would
spend the rest of our lives together
and we have. On Saturday night a
radio station plays the songs of the
1950s and we recall those nights of
laughter and dancing when everyone
around us was in their mid-teens and
so were we. Much has happened
between then and now, but one thing
has remained constant, our love
for one another. And we dance now
bodies melded against each other's
softly murmuring together the words
to those songs that linger in memory.
It is dark, the light in our kitchen that
shines on us illuminates two people
that fate has blessed. Should our
neighbours happen to glance across
through our lighted windows they would
doubtless be nonplussed. Born long
after we were married they may have
the feeling that we are rather peculiar.