she liked to pop on her red shoes. they made her smile,
her tiny fake heart tat made her smile too.
her feet had a life of their own with those red shoes on,
they bopped and bopped.
she danced to her own tune.
she danced like there was no tomorrow.
she giggled and remembered those songs that shaped her life.
music, dance, music, words. she smiled.
she felt so lucky.
life was good.
