Baby's First Dance Poem by Trucker Jeff

Baby's first dance, while the band played,
and hands were raised,

and hearts were unburdened.
She dipped her knees,

wobbled and danced.
The saints lifted their faces

toward God
praises on their lips,

baby stood on shaky knees
tipped, wobbled, dancing.

Yes dancing.
And Jesus heard all our prayers

He wrote them on his heart.
With crinkled smiling eyes

He watched baby's first praise
welcoming her to dance unto Him

as she proudly wore her denim bonnet
and skirt,

Abba's little girl.