DANCING DREAM Standing on the sidelines, every step we watch Wondering will we ever be top notch? They make it look so easy, across the floor they glide with grace Arms embrace as they dance face to face. Style and grace, left… no… now right Poise and posture apparent in the dim light. Around the floor they dance with ease To me it seems like just a tease. Carefully we study each and every move Hoping one day we can get in the grove. Clumsily, we give it a try Struggling to remember each step, with a heavy sigh. One day before we know it we seem to have clue Who knew we would ever know what to do. It starts to make sense… the waltz, the foxtrot and tango But we still feel like we have far to go. Suddenly it seems after lots of practice, day by day We feel like we may actually be on our way. Technique, style, poise and grace We smile as they slowly take place. We never gave up, we gave it all we could Now we look almost as we should. Still we dance at every chance Never will we give up such romance. --cm sterenberg | 
