I make no claim
that I have life figured out
I simply live life
trying not to let it
not to let it live me
and take all the bows
while I'm sitting idle
its music a tune
that I did not write
request or handpick
so I count the steps
try to learn the lyrics
and show up in a gown
of pearls and sequins
I dance the dance
although once in a while
our toes will pay dearly
causing distance and pause
but I cannot stop
abandon its side
leaving the dance floor
before the last song
There will always be a better dancer, but we cannot watch from afar. Sooner or later we all figure it out and learn to dance gracefully in sequins and steel-toes. Let us dance.