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It was years since she could remember
How it felt to be in these shoes
Lacing them up with perfection
Unassuming, his delicate muse
Her pirouette, exquisite and airy
On her toes, twas so easy to see
How it came back to her, so quickly
As she danced with the forest and tree
He adored her, her grace was endless
Every elegant movement she made
How could he have left her behind?
Why on Earth had she even stayed?
For her beauty took his breath away
He knew now he’d never go far
His ballerina, his fantasy come true
Yes, she was his one shining star
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forgottenmeadows said:
Lovely!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thanks so much, Neha! How’s our little buddy doing? 🙂
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forgottenmeadows said:
He is good but it’s way too cold for him in Canada haha my parents visited me here in Denver and they want some of this sunshine there now…How have you been? hope you had a great holiday!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Glad to hear! I’m doing ok, surviving the deep freeze! I’ll take some of your sunshine, too! 🙂
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forgottenmeadows said:
Sending it that way!! Hope it gets warmer soon!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
It’s working!!! We’re out of the deep freeze!
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forgottenmeadows said:
Yay!!!
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Noel Hartem said:
So beautiful and eloquent
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you very much, Noel! 🙂
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WaltPage said:
Wow! Very elegant and touching 😊💛
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you very much ❤
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WaltPage said:
My pleasure 😊
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you, my friend! ❤
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