The trees dance with such grace,
I can't help but dance with them,
Laughing and twirling as the sun peeks through the trees grinning at me,
The leaves crunch under my feet as I jump and spin,
My hair blows wildly in the wind,
My dress flowing with angelic fluency,
I dance as the sun sets,
I dance as the stars smile above me,
I dance when the trees stop dancing,
I dance until my feet ache,
I dance because the day is almost done,
I dance so my day isn't wasted,
I dance until tomorrow greets me.
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Poetry• For those with invisible wounds • For those with rushed childhoods • For those with forgotten memories • For the trauma • For those that dream • For those that lost someone important • For the selfless • For those with plastered smiles • for t...
