Categories thoughts A Trial. A flop. Post author By meenas17 Post date April 24, 2013 1 Comment on A Trial. My grand-daughter made a swift swirl glided through with nimble steps all in a flash. She called it Ballet. I tried to do had a fall slipped through with faltering steps all in a trash. What shall I call it? 0.000000 0.000000 Share this:RedditTwitterFacebookEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Tags Dance, fall., Poem By meenas17 A lover of classical Carnatic music. An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood View Archive → ← One More trick. → Surrender. One reply on “A Trial.” Ah…I’ve learned not to try and dance like the young…it only makes these bones sore. 🙂 Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.