Gold Rings On Her Fingers And Silver Bells On Her Toes
Gold rings on her fingers,
And silver bells on her toes.
She's a must see attraction,
At travelling carnival shows.
Her name is Mystery,
A Romany gypsy by birth.
Her beauty men talk of,
This woman of the earth.
A dancer like no other,
An enchanted stand alone.
She's one of a kind,
The finest ever known.
She'll dance for hours,
For no extra cost.
Soothing men's burdens.
So aiding those lost.
She'll up her tempo,
Never misses a beat
As her body gyrates,
From her head to feet.
Men travel many miles,
To witness her show,
All leave contented,
With their faces aglow.
Each one held spellbound,
Every one so entertained.
For Mystery's dance gift,
Can never be chained.
It runs in her family,
And not by mere chance.
Like her mother before her,
Their shared gift of dance.
Gold rings on her fingers,
And silver bells on her toes.
Be captivated by Mystery,
As her legend grows.
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Comments
Haven't been able to read all your writes, I know you said you had to move them over rapidly, but so far this one is one of my favs of yours! because of the creativity alone! all the best!...........................Jim
Thanks Jim much appreciated and I haven't forgotten to read and honestly appraise your poems sir.
Thanks again and I wish you well.
Take care,
Hi Shaun. Such a great read. I love the narrative in the verses. Px
Hi Pratibha and thank you for your kind and most generous comment.
I wish you well and all the loved ones around you.
Take care and simply enjoy life.
😁😁😁
This poem dazzles! As wonderfully as the dancer it speaks off. Great work, Shaun, this is full of creative flair x
This tells a story of such a mesmerising woman. Well said.