BY CAROLE NICHOLS
There she is, my little angel,
Dancing for all it's worth;
Spreading her arms to grasp the world,
Finding her heaven here on earth.
Her brown eyes dance with laughter,
Finding joy in everything.
Sparking with pleasure at being alive;
And anticipating what tomorrow will bring.
She prances across the stage of life,
Moving with the rhythm of it's tune;
Spinning with the winds of time,
Hoping the dance won't end too soon.
She feels the beat within her soul,
She hears the song within her mind,
She dances the dance of innocence;
To her, I hope the world will be kind.
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