Three months later to the day,

Grandma happily passed away,

many would come and pray,

as in her grave she laid…..,

They sang her favorite song,

it was her last wish and desire,

and just before she was gone,

she felt a love that took her higher…,

The old man did not attend,

no need to pretend anymore,

his dream had come to its end,

he had danced his last encore….,

The little girl and her mom,

never saw the old man again,

though they heard from some,

he was now living with his son….,

Many years had gone by,

seeds never stop growing,

the little girl had grown,

still had that sparkle in her eye….,

Though now she lived alone,

at grandmas old home,

her singing was beautiful to hear,

people would come from far and near…,

One day she saw a crowd on the street,

a young man had been dancing to the beat,

when she asked whats going on,

he said I’m dancing to your voice and song….,

The crowds come and throw money at my feet,

and I thank the good lord above,

for sending me to your street,

where I can dance the dance of love……………………The End…………