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Jun 2012
The dance:

Steps and twirls,

Song and rhyme!

Rehearsed, unrehearsed;

Subtle and smooth

(Powerful and effective).



I dance

Not for myself,

But around the flower.

The angel in my garden,

The jewel of my eye!

The one whom God has grown

And made so very strong!



Then, we'll dance together,

If the flower enjoys.



The prize,

The gift for my effort,

the light at the end;

Where my struggles and pain cease to matter!

Where i can call myself content;

Nuzzled in her arms,

(The leaves of my little flower).
Written by
Josh Highfield
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