05 Nov 2013 12 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Dancing, dream, FLYING, shining
He could dance he could fly
He could leap across the sky.
He could grapevine,he could box
He could shimmy like a silver fox.
He was never praised at work or school
Always he was regarded as the fool!
But away from all prying eyes he was cool.
Watch those feet fly he’s a jewel.
So for now he dances alone
But not forever will he be on his own
Some day soon his dream girl will join him in the zone.
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Nov 05, 2013 @ 22:07:09
Then watch him fly! Thank you for this post, Willow. I enjoyed it.
Russ
Nov 05, 2013 @ 22:14:32
I am pleased you did , the drawing just spoke to me. 😉
Nov 05, 2013 @ 22:42:21
I think it’s interesting that people with such amazing talents are often shunned by traditional society. We need the arts and the people who make them come alive. I’m glad you gave him such a great hope for the future, in spite of the fact that others don’t always understand him. 🙂
Nov 05, 2013 @ 22:49:09
We shall revisit him soon and see what life has dealt him. Yes it is strange why do Artistes have to cope with so much drama, as you say we need them to keep the world spinning. 😉 xx
Nov 05, 2013 @ 22:53:14
What a dancer – that many in school and work ignored – but soon, they’ll pay to watch him dance, I hope 🙂
Nov 05, 2013 @ 23:08:29
We would have to wait and see. 😉
Nov 06, 2013 @ 00:02:36
So very wonderful my sister! Blessings!
Nov 06, 2013 @ 19:20:00
Thank you!
Nov 06, 2013 @ 01:55:38
Happy endings make me happy. What a dancer he is. Lovely photo Willow.
Nov 06, 2013 @ 08:02:40
It is an amazing, Photo that is what gave me the idea for poem. Might be more to come. 😉
Nov 07, 2013 @ 09:44:41
So many “fools”, hidden – breaking out.
As ever, Willow, I love the art you choose.
Nov 07, 2013 @ 13:14:20
😉 xxxxxxxx