She danced in her kitchen
While fixing her meal
She did a bow
And stood on heel
She was reliving her past
While she lived in the now
She was smiling so bright
When she looked towards the light
The meal was touched
By hands not seen
She was taken in arms
For which she did lean
She was lifted in air
And whisked out of sight
She didn’t even care
She was living her light.

Written by,
Terry Shepherd


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