We can take anything you can throw at us
That’s what we were always taught.
Bend. Sashay. Flutter. Shimmy.
Do what you have to.
Beckon. Sway. Stretch out an arm.
Do the Cha-cha.
Play the fool –
Don’t forget what you learned in school!
The wind may blow
And lightning strike
First thing you know
The ground may move.
The mud may swirl
So plant your feet
Your roots will curl
Sink to your knees
But always dance for all you’re worth!
This poem was originally published in the Rainbow Journal, January 2015.
Janet Garber is a writer from New York. When she’s not writing, she’s hiking in the “Gunks” with hubby, mixing up weird ingredients, or trying to communicate with her two emotionally-challenged rescue cats. In her satiric novel, Dream Job, Wacky Adventures of an HR Manager, she puts a comic spin on what it takes to survive in the workplace. Visit her at http://www.janetgarber.com.