Ode to Goldie

You’re dancing on air again, my lovely;

naked in a velvet cloak and snow-white socks.

Tresses wind-borne, high as a comet’s tail,

piaffer with a ballerina’s grace.


In the cadence of your footfalls time

is stilled, your body held in perfect poise.

Yet with spirit free, running with the sky,

your beauty captive only in my heart.

by Elaine Atkins  August, 2010

Goldie-1 14th June 09


About Dr. Elaine Atkins

Author, Therapist and Communications Director at www.CareandCompare.com
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