Tap Shoes
TAP SHOES
Black platform,
mary janes
with taps
on the ball
and the heel.
Across many stages
that have peeled.
Many tall orders they
have filled.
The cards have been dealt,
as she kneels down to pray,
with her dancing shoes only
feet away.
Maybe the day will come again,
when she dusts them off,
as the music begins to play.
Her feet come alive
as they jive to the beat
with her favorite tap shoes.
Copyright © Marie Harrison | Year Posted 2010
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