Life was so innocent
years ago...
I would dance
while my mother would sew...
She'd haul out the tap board
made of wood...
and tell me to practice
I knew I should...
Mom was a seamstress
sewing was her game...
costumes she'd make
for me in a day...
I had sparkley tap shoes
they sounded so good...
Hop shuffle step step
I'd dance on the wood...

by ~ Judy