The Pounding of Their Feet
By Rebecca Wilkes
The perfect beat
That you meet
As you run past me now
It’s music that I have never heard
It’s better than a single word
It’s more graceful then a dancer
Jumping up and coming down
Sounds like a melody
Beauty lies in every song
The pounding of their feet
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