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The Dance

tiny girls
stand in a ring of sunlight
hands clasped
dresses starched for sunday
taking a cue they begin stepping in their circle
counting inside
music weaving them in and out
tiny girls, tiny shoes, tiny steps
watching each other
soon the giggles begin but the dance continues
finally to the ground they go
overcome with glee
on their backs
they watch the clouds.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 9/30/2010 1:41:00 AM
sound like fun! good one.
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Date: 9/28/2010 1:00:00 PM
This write itself is the answer to your query, Zera
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Date: 9/28/2010 12:56:00 PM
Thanks for your comments on my contest. If poetry is heart, one can express his feelings in unrhymed verse or prose poetry where there are no rules to follow. If it well penned it may bring out nice expressions of the heart, Zera
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Date: 9/19/2010 6:42:00 PM
cute girlish fun portrayed in this poem....reminds me of playing ring around the rosy.
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Date: 9/19/2010 3:00:00 PM
HELLO~ ZERA ~ENJOYED YOUR POEM~He HE HE! Here I find myself all over the soup again. Stopping by to read more poems, before my KIDS make me log out. I had a really nice time reading and catching up with you guys. I posted a sad poem as well, hope you find time to read my latest poem*luv~SKAT
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Date: 9/19/2010 9:34:00 AM
beautiful imagery, love it
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