Slowly walking home, heart pounding,
Rain softly falling on my face.
His voice ringing in my head,
Like a sweet, addicting melody.
The smile spreading across my face,
Now just wishing I stopped for a hug.
It takes an Athlete to Dance, but an Artist to be a Dancer. Some people learn how to dance, while others are born to. Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to Dance in the Rain. Dancing with your feet is one thing, Dancing with the Heart is another.
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