I was dancing all day,
So I could not write,
Perhaps if I’m lucky,
I will have time tonight.
My body exhausted,
My mind is a blank,
My fun all used up,
And my dance shoes quite rank!
~ by April on July 1, 2012.
Posted in Dance, Poetry, Whimsy
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