FedEx delivered them today.
Black, soft soled, with an elastic strap.
I pulled them out of their zip-closed bag
And slipped one on each foot.
Flutters in my stomach started.
They moulded to the shape of each foot
My flat feet seem happy,
Soft padding cushioning my step.
Decades ago, I last wore a pair,
Those were pink and matched my leotard.
Seven, yes, I was just a kid….
I’ve always loved dance,
Although my coordination isn’t great…
But these aren’t for ballet, tap, or jazz;
This body can’t move like that now,
But I’m looking forward once again,
To step up to the barre.