Dancing in the Aisles

Jill Davidson

Sunday morning worship service;
the little children are dancing in the aisles.

They haven't learned of David yet,
of how he leapt and danced before the Lord.

Praising God unaware,
their little bodies bob and weave to the rhythm.
They have no self-conscious inhibitions yet.

Adults around them watch and smile.
Our grown-up sense of propriety
only allows us to sing and clap in time.

Perhaps someday we'll join them, dancing in the aisle.

Published by Jill Davidson

Ms. Davidson is self-employed as a secondhand merchant, crafter, and free-lance writer.  View profile

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  • cathiesblogs7/3/2008

    I really enjoyed this !

  • Lovella Grey6/12/2008

    Oh, to be young and free again. . . :)

  • Genie Walker6/8/2008

    Wonderful!!! I sometimes wish I could feel the joy the the little things like a child does.

  • Bandit6/4/2008

    What a sweetand joyous poem!!

  • 3lilangels6/4/2008

    WOW, WOW, WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • saul relative6/4/2008

    Says a lot more about adults and their self-imposed restrictions than it does the children, Jill. Nicely done...

  • Girl Gone Fishing6/3/2008

    This one ran chills up my spine. I loved it!

  • jcorn6/2/2008

    Children's joy certainly can be an inspiration for adults as well :)

  • Harriet Steinberg5/29/2008

    Excellent. Yes, in many ways kids know how to have more fun than their parents.

  • Grits445/29/2008

    Can't remember dancing in the aisle but surely remember all the "brush Arbor" singing! Thanks.

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