Dance With Me

Donna Vorreyer  came up with a 'golden' writing prompt on her blog (Poetry Tow Truck 49.)  Here is my acrostic attempt:

Glimpses

Of

Love

Dance,

Enlightening

Nihilists.

There is so much love all around us.  It is not always visible, but if we look closely, we will see it.  If we have patience, we will begin to catch glimpses of it here and there.  Little fireflies of love, dancing in the twilight.  First just a handful, then a few more...until there is a myriad of them, burning brightly everywhere you turn.  Lighting up the darkest night.


Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur