Aged Traditions
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Wizened wrinkled faces of the aged walking past
age-old traditions as they dance and play in
rhythm before us.
So steady, precise, steps are taken in beats of
every measure as music continues to play for
all to hear and tuck away in their memories.
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