Always Smiling

I pirhouette on my coiled spring
Looking after pretty things
My face a beautiful, painted smile
Dancing, smiling for my happy child
No need to rush, no destination
Not held back by any reservations
I smile, dance and sing a little tune
Hands in the air as if touching the moon
She smiles when she hears me sing
For I look after her beloved rings
I merrilly dance in a pretty pink frock
I am the ballerina in a child's jewellery box
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Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
Thought I'd try to write something different and happy.

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jazzy75
Katfight- i enjoyed this whimsical poem...thanks for sharing :-)cheers
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