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My First Dance

Standing hands in my pockets Trying to pluck up the courage To ask a girl to dance My song comes on Raising a smile on my face So I ask her to dance To my surprise she raises a smile She stands up and goes with me To the dance floor and I take her hand And we dance my first dance. © Paul Warren Poetry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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