My own beat

She hasn’t gone away. She’s grown a little older and life has taught her a few things. But that girl who danced for the sheer joy of it is still here somewhere.

Look beyond the middle aged spread, the white hair and fine lines on my face. She is still there somewhere. Dancing to her own beat.

Discover Prompt #22: Tempo


  1. I look at that little girl and think about the determination on her face. She still has that determination, but I am sure she is determined to dance to God’s beat now.

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