DanceA Poem by Jose Camacho
Helena, Run
Down where the B meets the P The place where gold is red When the clouds touch your feet Dance. Helena, Smile Bow to the B and with a pirouette Smile down at the P See the colors and dance Dance. Helena, Cry Admire the blues above Feel the force within you Lift your eyes towards freedom Dance. Helena, Jump Soar through agonizing fear Trust the fall and then When you are found Dance.
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Added on June 10, 2020 Last Updated on June 10, 2020 Author
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