I hope you still feel small
when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope
one more opens,
Promise me that you’ll give
faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to
sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance…
“I Hope You Dance” by LeeAnn Womack
Read the
companion to this story, Dance,
written by Nina
Beside the Ocean Ó 2001 by Julie
