Is there elegance in your bones?
Let me imagine you
Your skeleton click-clacking
With nary a muscle nor hair
To impede your dance
Your pirouette
Your ivory grin
As you twirl and spin
And fall to a pile
Of twigs.
Where did you go?
Piece back together your elegant bones
And dance for me once more.
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Linda G. Hill 
THAT… deserves a standing ovation my dear…. Wow. Gorgeous.. I saw every moment. I did I DID.
Thank you, my dear, for your kind, wonderful compliment. So glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
I really did. I did. I did. 🙂
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Wonderful poem.
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Thank you. 🙂