A young woman dances.
She sees her future
and the possibilities
seem limitless.
Her joy is exuberant
and must be expressed.
So she dances.
A young woman dances.
I becomes we,
dreams are shared
and the path is changed.
Her joy is deep
and must be expressed.
So she dances.
A young woman dances.
Her life is not
as she thought
and there are limits.
Her joy is mature
and must be expressed.
So she dances.
A young woman dances.
She creates art
with pigments and
fabric and clay.
Her joy is in beauty
and must be expressed.
So she dances.
A young woman dances.
She is carefree and
moves with rhythm
and vitality.
Her joy is alive
and must be expressed.
So she dances.
A young woman dances.
The years have passed
but hope lies ahead
for all that is
good and pure.
Her joy is her faith
and must be expressed.
And so she dances.
copyright 2017, joseph e bird
Joseph E Bird 
April 21, 2017 at 8:23 am
Beautiful tribute.
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April 21, 2017 at 8:27 am
thanks.
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April 21, 2017 at 8:50 am
That is so so sweet.
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April 21, 2017 at 8:54 am
thanks.
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April 21, 2017 at 4:06 pm
So true – a wonderful tribute this is lovely Joseph you always manage to convey a high degree of reality and fantastical to your poetry in equal measure, that’s not easy to do. It stays with you, the poem, after you have read it. That is also not easy to do. Well done my friend.
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April 21, 2017 at 4:21 pm
much obliged, Candace. I value your opinion. your work continues to influence mine.
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April 21, 2017 at 4:28 pm
I find that impossible because you are a fully formed entire world and yet I know one of your riches is your reach and awareness of others, I thank you for including me so much my talented friend.
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