Ayodele Casel at the Joyce Theater
Of all the types of dance there are
Across a world-wide map,
My very favorite one, by far,
Is any type of tap.
There’s something ‘bout those quick short moves
With that staccato sound
That gets me into happy grooves
When tap shoes are around.
Today we saw the final show
Of a two week tap dance run.
The joy on stage produced a glow
Which covered everyone.
I wore a ninety-minute grin
And didn’t have my fill.
I couldn’t keep my feelings in;
My feet would not stay still.
It was a privilege being there,
My husband by my side,
To soak up such delight (so rare!)
That tap dance can provide.
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