Tiny DancersA Poem by lots fo love ♥The flowers in the breeze are like dancers I think. They swing and they sway like skaters in the rink. The twist and they turn in the very stronjg breeze. They look like tiny dancers as I watch from my knees
The shells on the beach are like dancers it seems. In the waves they roll back and forth, by all means. and when they're done dancing, and they sit in the sand, I'll pick them up, those tired tiny dancers, and take them away, sleeping dancers in my hand. © 2008 lots fo love ♥Author's Note
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4 Reviews Added on September 6, 2008 Last Updated on September 6, 2008 Authorlots fo love ♥NJAboutuuh i like neon colors, skinny jeans, photography, guys with long eyelashes, black hair, ipod, s green monsters, daydreamin, tyedye jeans, nerdy glasses, black and white pictures, scary movies, black .. more..Writing
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