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Dancing Upon Moonbeams

3/13/2023

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I used to be able to fly
I danced upon moonbeams 
Leapt through the sky 
Butterflies, twists, promenades 
My legs gracefully glided 
Carrying me toward the stars 
To the sound of the bodhran 
Tin whistle and fiddle
My spirit was free 
Time has slowed me down
And my legs ache every night
I see wrinkles etch into my skin
Like frost on window glass
My knees crack and my hips hurt
I can’t fly like I used to 
Only in my dreams 
I used to be able to dance, light as a feather upon a spring breeze
I can’t fly like I used to 
Only in my dreams
And for now that’s good enough for me 
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