She was in so surprised

When the man said

“I remember you, the way you moved, and how you danced all night long”

And deep inside

Beneath her smile

She let out the softest of cries

Yearning for the woman she was

How she moved

Danced all night

In high heels

Short dresses

Tiny tanks

Tight shorts

Worth remembering

She took his hand

And promised him

She’ll be back again

But even more

She swore to herself

That she would no longer

Sit out

On the sidelines

Feeling as if she had lost her own self

He made her

Remember who she really was

Worth being remembered

Years and years later

👣♥️ Jeanna’ Mead

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