Learning to waltz, my sister and I

One, two, three, four, five, six.

I’ll remember forever the fourth of November. I’ll remember learning to waltz with my sister.

I didn’t know how to waltz before the fourth. She didn’t either. I don’t know that either of us  do now.

Doesn’t matter. We learned together. Until a day later, I didn’t realize the intense happiness.

  • Small, subtle, slightly amusing. One, two, three, four, five, six.
  • Step up on “two” and “five.” One, two, three, four, five, six.
  • Sweeter than Snickers. One, two, three, four, five, six.

These moments I’ll remember forever. These I’ll remember when I look back on life.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

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