I want to be like that:
Where I close my eyes and throw my
head back with laughter and I step
up to dance with you.
My tiny hand in Your infinite one,
My steps so clumsy compared to your grace.
The music begins and we step out onto the floor.
My grip tightens, knowing I will fall
but also knowing you will guide me.
And the music swells, roars in my ears
until I am so enraptured that I can't look at anyone but you.
My hand and feet poised for the next step,
my head up, a smile of love on my face,
my eyes locked with yours...
And then, maybe then,
I will not even notice
when you turn to one of your sons
and invite him to dance
with me.