Sunset Ballet

Their silhouetted slim perfection
backed by sunset’s splashed reflection,
these teens seemed to have some connection
that loosed them from a straight direction
as they chose a swift aborting
of their stroll for wild cavorting.

In frolics on the beach, each leap
was energy they couldn’t keep
but had to spend, paying their tolls
in somersaults and flips and rolls;
while I watched, spellbound, from my step,
entranced by  all their joy and pep—

glad that I had viewed by chance
this sunset’s stunning triple dance
of light on water and on sea
as well as bends of arm and knee
that turned this day all upside down
for each cavorting, spinning clown—

those of us more seasoned sat,
collected for a sunset chat,
well-worn by humor, sun and life,
taking ease from lives of strife.
And though we’re not as young and trim,
our hearts danced along with them.

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