Dancing Feet

I was wandering around the internet this afternoon and came across a poem on a blog.  This poem reminds me of myself, our daughter and every other female I have ever known.  It is written by a 19 year old who only calls herself Jessica.   As you read this, remember when you were 19 or a little younger and I hope you do this with a smile.

Dancing Feet by Jessica S.

I wish I had the balance

To walk through life unscathed,

To walk high on my tippy toes,

And never be afraid.

I wish that I were graceful

So I could dance with ease.

Through trials and tribulations

And never skin my knees.

I wish that I were elegant

And flexible, and strong.

If I were things like that

Then nothing could ever go wrong.

But I’m no ballerina

I’m just your average klutz.

I trip over flat surfaces

My knees are scarred with cuts.

I wish that I had someone

To help me walk with grace.

Who’d never let go of my hand

Or throw me off my pace.

To help me keep my balance

And kiss away the pain.

We’d dance through life together

Through the sun or through the rain.

And with a dancing partner

I know life would be so sweet

Oh how I wish I had another pair

Of dancing feet.