On the Dance Floor

We clustered on the dance floor
At the edges, though we danced.
You might have missed us if
Into the room you'd quickly glanced.

The energetic dancers
In the middle of the crowd
Jumped and boogied in stilettos
To the music pulsing loud.

Our old moves were more subdued
And, although we sang along,
We were clueless to the lyrics
Of each recent top-hit song.

While the partiers were grooving,
Beaming smiles on every face,
Some of us still did the cha-cha,
Which looked sadly out of place.

At a dear friend's daughter's wedding,
Buddies of the groom's and bride's
Danced exactly like we used to
While we watched them from the sides.