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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Family >> ID #953874  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
The Dance
The memory of a very first love and the moment that it was recognized
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I imagine myself a little girl
A floral sundress hangs at my knees
Blonde locks encompassing brown eyes
My eyes are wide with childhood happiness
I imagine you a young woman
A red dress gathered up round your hips
Blue eyes twinkling, lighting your face
Your lips curling upward in smile
We are dancing to the music
Laughter filling the air
Pirouetting together
Laughing at how the fabric of our dresses swirl
The music is faint and I can't make out the tune
But our laughter reverberates through my soul
I look at you and see only love and admiration in your eyes
You hold my hand and it fills me with warmth
I know you have lived for this moment
All that you have is in me
This is a fragment in time
And we are dancing to it
This moment lives in my heart
It is the look, the feel, the sound of love
The love of a mother to a daughter
The dance I will measure all other dances with
For all the dances I will be a partner in
For all other fragments in time
For all the other loves that will come and go through my life
I first danced with you

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