Sweet little one, twirling in the aisle,
A pink leotard, white tights,
and bright pink ballet shoe covers,
Obviously headed off to class.
Mom did her hair up in the classic bun,
No glitter or glitz, just perfect for lessons.
Her little hand held on to her mom’s tight,
But she was ready to take flight.
A fleeting glance brings smiles to all who pass,
And per chance, a desire to dance.
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Love how the innocent excitement of a child can infect those nearby…even just reading about her lightens my heart 💞💞💞
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