Last night I had a weird kinda dream
Not one of those with a scary theme
Or where faces change from scene to scene.
No! This dream was different, ‘twas not the same
As the ones I’ve had time and time again.
I was not falling from buildings high in the sky
While making the discovery that I couldn’t fly.
I was not on one of my journeys afar
Then find that my feet were too short for my car.
My dream did not have me striking a pose
Only to find that I’d forgotten my clothes!
In my dream I was jumping and prancing
Giving praise to God, my worship enhancing!
I knew I was dreaming ‘cause I felt no pain
My back, knees and feet were right as rain!
So, what made this dream so different you ask
In this dream I’d taken on a brand new task
This time, my dears, I knew how to dance!!!