Joe Ogborn

poem: just dance

My darling daughter,
you dance as if no one is watching,
blissfully unaware
that people watching should
inhibit your movement
in any way.

You sway and wave,
spin and whirl
with full confidence
in your dancing ability.

You are not aware of
ballet or tap,
ballroom or contemporary,
hip hop or jazz.
There is just dance.
There is no right
or wrong way
to hold your body,
no external standard to meet,
no internal judge critiquing technique.

There is just you,
your body
and how it moves across the floor.
And it beautiful.

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