there is nothing like a woman in love with the sheer pleasure of dancing... and holding a beer without spilling... heck yeah!...love flamingo... my mom would watch flamingo ... when i was little i would wear my moms heels and flamingo away with castanets... stomping and twirling my skirt... what joy and exhilaration it brought me breathless and i'd flop to the floor...
Brava!!!
ReplyDeleteI hope you dance.
ReplyDeleteHow cleverly you compiled the words into a lively little poem.
ReplyDeleteBLOOM on .. bloom on!!!!
ReplyDeleteI shall dance as long as I can too! Even if my movements may not look as graceful as they did in my 30's, I'll still have fun.
ReplyDeletethere is nothing like a woman in love with the sheer pleasure of dancing... and holding a beer without spilling... heck yeah!...love flamingo... my mom would watch flamingo ... when i was little i would wear my moms heels and flamingo away with castanets... stomping and twirling my skirt... what joy and exhilaration it brought me breathless and i'd flop to the floor...
ReplyDeleteI always love your wit and humour! Jae
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