AND SHE DANCED, TILL.....





While preparing breakfast for the family,
That sensation tingled again, beneath her feet,
In a rhythm of its own, her toes moved,
Music playing on her mind, her body too grooved.
Immersed in her own world, she was totally lost,
Unable to resist the urge, the bread and jam became her props,
The hot coffee that split in her new socks,
Ultimately awakened her from her cocooned waltz.


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20 comments:

  1. A perfect way to begin any day! Except for that spill, anyway!

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    1. yea...specially if that spill is scalding hot..it can ruin all the fun ;-)

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  2. that's what I saw also! Very fun....

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    1. read yours..yea fun it is :-)

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  3. Good fun, nice rhythm. Well done.

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  4. It does seem like maybe she is dancing.

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  5. Dancing on the table - something we should all do before we die

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  6. No elbows on the table? No problem…how about feet?!! Clever little capture for the image!

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  7. A fun start to the day!

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  8. Well done. I like the sound of the cocooned waltz!

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  9. Hot coffee will wake anyone up including Sleeping Beauty. Lol!

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  10. A beautiful morning indeed. :-)

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