May we dance once more now that spring is full upon us
May we revel in the moonlight on magnolia blossoms…large and white as china saucers, scenting the air with sweet perfume
May we stroll the shore as white crested waves rush to roll about bare feet and erase all track of what is left behind
May we begin again…with renewed hope, and grace, and determination in choosing the path before us
May we dance
Pamela C Reese 