she steps into the dark, empty, and quiet room <br />on her first day it was a place of doom <br />she turns on the lights the room is so bright <br />it turns into her haven, her safe place....her home <br />a tiny dance studio in the suburbs but to her its rome <br /> <br />she breathes a sigh of relief as all her pain goes away <br />even the ones she thought were here to stay <br />even the ones she didnt know she had <br />now nothing could make her mad <br /> <br />she put on her shoes and took the first step <br />it felt as if she was on a cloud...... big fluffy and round. <br />she did a turn a leap and back down. <br /> <br />her heaven was unfolding around her as she danced. <br />and time took her mind and carried where she couldnt find <br />she danced and smiled and felt relief <br /> <br />dancing was her joy her peace her relief <br />and when she danced nothing bad could touch her <br />she often thought what if everyone could find a little peace of heaven like her <br /> <br />dance was her joy, her peace, her relief.....her tiny peace of heaven <br /> <br />..........AND SO SHE WOULD DANCE<br /><br />Joi Till<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-she-dances/
