Just Me and Her

I always

move better

by myself.

I feel

free that

way.

So many 

years ago

in the back

of a two

tone 

tan trailer

I would

dance

to prince

and pretend 

I was dancing 

on clouds.

I used to dance 

to find myself.

As I pin

my gray

hair back

I am reminded

of that girl

and I smile

as I grab

the ballet 

barre.

The smile 

lifts my

heart as

I start to 

move,

to dance.

I always

move better

by

myself. 

I dance

the steps.

My steps.

I let that

young girl

smile and feel

the movement.

We 

got here 

together. 

Just me

and 

her.