Head phones on his ears.
Head bobs up and down, to and fro.
His shoulders bounce.
Arms jut out and then swing back in.
His hips swivel.
His whole body spins.
Then shooting his body into the air.
Hands over the Beats.
Holding them in place.
As he dances.
He yells out.
As the music blares.
Screams the lyrics.
Pushing them into his memory.
I see him as clear as if he were bobbing in front of me.
oh, good! 🙂
This reminds me of my grandson!
so cute to watch… here, i am talking about my 13 year old…. 🙂
Where would we be without music!
oh, my gosh! so true…. 🙂
nice! glad to hear! 🙂
So that’s how it’s done! Good illo choice.
yep, that’s the way to do it! 🙂