Tap Shoes

A dance poem.

TAP SHOES

 

Black platform,

mary janes

with taps

on the ball

and the heel.

 

Across many stages

they have peeled.

 

Many tall orders they

have filled.

 

The cards have been dealt,

as she kneels down to pray,

with her dancing shoes only

feet away.

 

Maybe the day will come again,

when she dusts them off,

as the music begins to play.

 

Her feet come alive

as they jive to the beat

with her favorite tap shoes.