Dancing Again
When I was little
I used to be a dancer
Primping and prancing
and loving the music
Those stage lights meant nothing
I was thrilled to twirl
and leap
and go so high on my toes
that I could almost touch the sky
Its been a while since
I’ve donned my ballet slippers
But in my sleep last night,
I was dancing once again
Dancing with the man that I love
The wood of the dance floor
traded for the planks of the porch
Carefree in motion as I used to be
The stage lights retired
Making way for the colors
of the sunset
Ending a beautiful day
Stepping on toes
And laughing along the way