You me she and she
you, me, she and she
love is us, the four of us,
you, me, she and she.
it is the way we bust out
in spontaneous dance moves
in the middle of our living room
when our fam-fave beat comes on
and we turn the stereo way up too loud
and you do your dorky daddy dance for us
because it makes us laugh so hard we have to stop
and wipe our eyes, double over, hold our tummies.
and I show off old moves because I have rhythm, and
older she does teenaged turns of crazy control
while younger she is a nine-year-old free for all,
four smiley faces dancing in our circle
lost in the beat of the song, the
beating of our one heart.
life is us, the four of us.
you and me, she and she.
Copyright © Suzanne Arbil | Year Posted 2023
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