If it's the first Friday of the month, it must be time to post a poem from my ongoing project with my poetry sisters. Have I mentioned how very glad I am to have them all in my life, and how much I enjoy these monthly challenges? Because I do, even when the challenges are difficult. Maybe especially then
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a childish, childlike goal, so I
considered childhood dreams.
This is a lovely, lovely poem.
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No, dancing. She wears ballet shoes.
Not small after all. Add some paint.
Because of the delicacy of it/the exploration as careful as her steps/and how it lets us view the Making of this stanza. *Sigh*
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