My Dance


I flew across the room
On feather like feet. 
Twirling, whirling, leaping
Reducing all my stress. 

Exhaling all my anger.
Dancing out my hate.
Depleting all my regrets 
As I prance around.

Filling my self with joy.
Breathing in possibilities.
Understanding life.
Refreshing my tiered body.   

By Evelyn Creon

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