It's Human To Err
by Helen George

Today my tap dance teacher took me aside,
I would be part of a duet, she did confide,
For the upcoming dance recital, me and Paul
Would dance to the Darktown Strutters Ball.

Both happy and scared as the time drew near,
I was naive, thought there was nothing to fear,
Wearing a royal blue costume with silver trim,
I couldn't back out now, it was sink or swim.

The curtain parts, and we stand in its wake,
I'm suddenly all nerves, and I make a mistake,
I start dancing too soon and I feel so inept,
But I watch Paul's feet and I soon get in step.

Then I hear clapping, they're rooting for me,
They bolster my ego and fill me with glee,
A mistake shouldn't hurt you, make you despair,
After all, you are human, and it's human to err.