Dancing with you through this world,
through flowers bowing politely
and mud that sloppily insists on joining our feet.
The earth turns the music quietly.
Swirling on this sacred dance floor.
Okay that our steps are rarely graceful.
Still, of all the dances I could have swayed to,
This is the one I will always keep choosing
And you the partner I keep close.
Happy Birthday, Lindsay Lee Long
This is my journey,
Nate Long “Owl”
