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You dance love,
gene kelly
and you dance joy,
and you dance dreams
February comes tiptoeing in
with short days, warm hearts,
and the quiet promise
that winter
is already
loosening
its grip
Bake it till you make it.
A free man walks lightly,
because nothing he owns
can own him
Frost in the treetops,
and somehow the heart stays warm
Here we go again
Some people pray.
Some people bake
I woke up a little broken,
but I trust the day
to sing me back together.
They call me grandpa,
but they make me feel brand new