Tie Die Dance
Colors so happy
Floating together at times clasping hands
Changing colors as if to blush
Dancing and swirling in, out, and around
Mounds of fabric, bands and clamps
Create the music for the Tie Die dance.
The picture is captured for all to see
We wear the memory happy and free.
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