Dancing with unconstraint
Her bright skirt, whirls and dips
Jeweled hands on her hips
The crowds have no complaints
Dancing with unconstraint
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The music fills the room
Costume seems to bloom
Children want to acquaint
Dancing with unconstraint
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Children surround her form
Joy witnessed and transformed
Talent now seems innate
Dancing with unconstraint.
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Poetry Form: Ballata
The Bag Lady 
Wonderful
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The rhythm is perfect, I can hear the dancer’s feet tapping in the repeated line, Cheryl, and you’ve captured the exuberance of the dance for both dancer and audience.
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Thanks very much!
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Beautifully written
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome ☺️
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wonderful poem of freedom and release, very cool… 🙂✌🏼🫶🏼
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Thanks so much!
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“Costume seems to bloom” beautiful line. Lively poem and wonderful images you’ve chosen to accompany it.
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Thanks
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YW.
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Love the dancing and whirling with the bright skirt. The photos of the kids in custome are a delight. Dance away! Thank you for joining in!!!
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A pleasure👏🏻
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