He taught me how to dance
music on
hands up
boogie down
just like that
and I was a quick learner
the music found me
and led me
across the floor
across the yard
across the play ground
as I found myself
sharing
learning
laughing
while dancing with my girls
during recess
just like that
and eventually
the music slowed down as
I fell in love with dancing
and him
requiring the lesson to
start all over again
as I taught our children
music on
hands up
boogie down
just like that
So this morning, I took one look
at him
at them
at us
and the prompt for the day
grateful for all of the times spent
dancing with daddy
dancing with my girls
dancing with my man
and my kiddos
realizing that I am blessed
with many dance partners
which fills me
with an overwhelming sense of
freedom
fun
joy
to hold me even during those times when...
I dance alone
Loved it! What a great writing style for a post on dancing! I'm your neighbor over on the FMF site.
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful, Tondra.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem! Thank you for sharing these words with us! What an encouragement for all of us to live the dance! (Stopping by from FMF #42)
ReplyDeleteWhere is the LOVE button? :-)
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