Dance With Me
Diana Peterson 
Jonathan Robert Cornelius ~ December 4, 2003 
In the room of golden sun
I wrapped my arms
Around my little one
Holding him close
We danced cheek to cheek
His soft brown eyes
Sparkle with a flash
As I grab his small precious hand
To glide in my room
“Dance Momma Dance. I love to Dance.”
Each sweeping movement
Holding him close
As if to hold on forever
Keep playing the song
And make it last.

If only for Eternity