By Monica C. Voskamp
I watch her spin and turn
She glides across the floor
On tiptoe flawlessly.
I watch her fall and rise
The beauty and chaos
Holds me mesmerized.
I watch her dance
Across the stage of life
Her body soulful and sweet
Laughter floats across the floor
Her smile plays on cherry lips
Her eyes send a charming spark.
Yet her spirit bitterly laughs inside
For all is not what is really seems
It is merely an illusion of the eyes.
Always hope. Always believe. Always love. 💕
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