Poems for flowers #12

Posted on 2016/04/16 by Majka
dancing is my life

dancing is my life

My first ball and my first white dress,
I feel like a little princess,
just wish to make those precious steps,
just dance and spin and close my eyes,
and join my heart with the melody of Waltz,
and feel like I am flying – high and high…
I am almost touching the sun and the sky.
My first ball.
I dreamed about it so many times,
and now I am here, dancing and twirling
living my dream, with joy in my heart.

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2 thoughts on “Poems for flowers #12”

  1. Swati

    Awesome..seems like you’ve got some precious memories associated with this flower..

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    • Majka

      Well, I remember my first ball and it was a very strong emotional experience. 🙂 Thank you, Swati. 🙂

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