Twirly Girl

shrieks echo off little apple tree

as Twirly Girl takes the stage

tasting the wind and feeling

salt mane whip across summer shoulders

With her toes she digs in deep

grass-stained and light as air

skimming tops of dewey blades

she's dancing with God-ordained steps

Some twirl to escape

others twirl from innocence.

But you, Twirly Girl-- may you dance

for the one who formed those twirly feet.

Let them praise His name with dancing

and make music to Him with tambourine and harp.

Psalm 149:3

Make a joyful shout to the Lord, all you lands!

Serve the Lord with gladness;

Come before His presence with singing.

Know that the Lord, He is God;

It is He who made us, and not we ourselves;

We are His people and the sheep of HIs pasture.

Enter into His gates with Thanksgiving,

And into HIs courts with praise.

Be thankful to Him, and bless His name.

For the Lord is good;

His mercy is everlasting,

And His truth endures to all generations.

Psalm 100

Joining Emily today from Imperfect Prose...I really loved her post.

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