Here is a dancing poem I made up about dancing.

Dancing is life.
Sometimes its dark.
But it can also be compatible to my life.

It can be hard,it can be soft.
But when your dancing its like angels in life.

You may say how is this all so really!

Well,it may seem real,but you never know just what to do.

It maybe red,it may be you.
So do you see how this is all true?