Do I think I can dance?

Women dancing with abandon I have always admired

To be able to dance I have had the desire

But I lack the co-ordination needed to pull off dance moves

When I hear a catchy number I still want to groove

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By serendipity I found myself as a participant

In a group dance, it was not my intent

To carve out time in my schedule fully packed

To practice dance steps- since leisure time I already lacked

It seemed foolhardy to add this to my plate

But I did anyway, it was an intervention from fate

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In the beginning I could not understand

Anything beyond basic dance steps, my feet and hands

Seemed to move with a mind of their own

I seemed to be charting through territory unknown

Everything was too complicated, too new

I worried it was something I would not be able to do

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As I picked up the rhythm, beat by beat

Listening to the music on repeat

The steps started making sense to me

I practiced them both physically and mentally

I found myself making slow but steady progress

I grew in confidence, I was afraid a little less

Not disappointing my group was uppermost in my mind

Therefore to practice diligently I was inclined

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I wish I could claim that my final performance was flawless

But that was not the case, I forgot a few steps

The overall performance was well received

At the end of it all. I was quite relieved

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I am grateful to have been given this chance

I learnt that I can learn to dance!

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