Practice my tap dance,
Ball, hill, ball, hill,
Da, da, da,
Slide, slide, all the way to the right,
While waiting for selecting the eyeglasses with my daughter.
The staff, David, curiously asked me:
“How old ARE you?”
“O, No, this eyeglass is for her.”
But later I come to understand,
He is wondering how old I am,
To be so free, and joyful,
Dancing in the public.
Next time I should tell him,
I am forever 21.