It’s not fear
That held her captive
That filled her dance card
It was expectations
Of other people
She didn’t want
Her heart to stop beating
And find out
That she had not
Lived and loved
Hard enough
Fearlessly
Passionately
She wanted to be
Remembered
Long after her heart
Had stopped beating
As a woman
Who did things
Even when she was afraid
Even when the odds
Were stacked high against her
Even when it would have been easier
To just stay the course
She couldn’t live with herself
Unless she took the risk
And became more
Than anyone else had ever expected her to be
Fear, she decided,
Was a cotton picking liar
A stealer of dreams
Good-for-nothing thief
That she refused to dance with
She put fear in it’s place
Right behind regrets
And disappointments
Made it perfectly clear
That it had absolutely no place
In her life anymore
She had replaced it
With other dance partners
Courage, Strength, Passion and Peace
Which took her spiraling
Spinning around
With exhilaration
Close to the edge
Where she could catch the eye
Of Fear,Regret,and Disappointment
And wink as if to say
“Watch me…just watch me..I’m dancing my heart out and I’m not with you”
👣❤Jeanna’ Mead
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