Teach Me To Dance

In the Springtime,
When you couldn't wait
To climb a tree and see the world
Your mother said
To plant your roots
And take the time to see what grows...

You wouldn't listen then, I know--
My mother told me too.

But life is different now...

So if you will promise
When the wide-open fields of Summer call
Through the golden hours
Of the afternoon
To tread bare-footed through the grass
For just one moment
In your hurried youth

Then I will pledge
In the glowing Fall of spun-sugar sweets
And the carnival
To let you give me sticky kisses,
And lead me side by side
And hand in hand
To the place where the music plays...

I'll even be persuaded to slip off my shoes,
Unpin my hair,
And if you beg, I might just
Let you teach me
How to dance...