With a smile dancing on her lips
And a swing of her hips.
Just a hint of swagger
As she swings her bag to and fro.
She has places to go.
She steps on air
While the breeze
Twirls her hair.
All around turn to stare
At this sprite,
As she floats by
On the music of her joy.
Today's her day.
She glows like the sun;
She's going to have fun.
She's got places to go.
READ MORE POEMS BY SHARON HEANEY STANSFIELD
Sharon is a retired Occupational Therapist
and has shared some of her tips for parenting and teaching.
Read them here