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Feb 26, 2007

Praise Dance


Swirling around with my colorful, twinkling tutu.
Leaping in air when my feet touch the heavens of God.
Skipping with my knees doing hopscotch moves.
Reaching with my hands to the Savior.
Stretching with my legs in the sky.
Praising the Lord with my dancing.
My brown, long, streaked hair twisting in the mirror.

Jemima

2 comments:

family gregg said...

You sure are my happy flower...I am proud of you and I love you, Jemima.
Love,
Dad

SeanandCate said...

That is a beautiful poem, Jemima! I can picture you dancing in my mind's eye!