Summer Evening on the Back Porch

Chris Stapleton on the radio, singing about Tennessee whisky

While I’m drinking Merlot and dancing with the cat

She’s not much of a two-stepper, but she sure likes to waltz

Although, waltzes make me cry now—the boy who taught me one, two, three, one, two, three

Spinning me around the dance floor is gone, too soon, we were not worthy of his grace.

Do you think Roy waltzes in heaven? Twirling angels ‘til they’re giggling and giddy?

If heaven has a dance floor, he’s made it his own. Pop a top and watch him go.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

6 thoughts on “Summer Evening on the Back Porch”

    1. Roy was never a boyfriend, but always a good friend. And, man, could he dance. He was a big guy, but so graceful. There wasn’t a girl who didn’t want to dance with him. A distracted driver hit him a couple of years ago and killed him. 😢

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