Success
is a dancer
To
be her partner
You
have to be a willing learner
Who
will invest time in practice
Who
has stories sewn to the fabric
Gut
laced to the soles
Grit…
marking the lines of the face.
Her
dance steps are varied
Thrusting,
turning, twirling… never harried
She
tasks the ability of one to keep up
Here
the trap is laid for one who can’t buck up
Moving
on…she never stops
Taking
on the next ward, waiting to see if he can keep up
For
the reward is only for the indulgent
Who
can master her steps and enjoy the dance
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