Amelia Jones - Poem by Nancy Hamann
Amelia Jones is a woman I know with a heart truly made of gold.
With a smile that lights up the skies and that special twinkle in her eyes.
She taught me to love this dance and not to give up under any circumstance.
I named her the Sergeant because of the way she taught so stringent.
“C’mon on Nancy” – hand slapped across my thigh – “right foot, left foot, you know this! ”
Patiently she stayed by my side never letting me slide.
Telling me all the while, “you got it”, with just her smile.
Every time we are together is like a family that gathers.
We laugh and dance and drink until we no longer can think.
I am truly blessed by the gift that God has sent in this woman I know as Amelia Jones.
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