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Ballerina
By: Tori
Deticated to: Susannah Orr
12/04/01
Dainty little feet
Lined up in a row
Pretty ballerinas
Standing on their toe
I'm just a tiny dancer
In the jewelry box
Made of Crystalline
And covered up in locks
My hair is wrapped up tightly
And placed up in a bun
My site is full of air
I walk and never run
Elegance is in my name
And grace is on my tongue
The crowd cheers on with all my words
And with the song I've sung
My whole world lies within ballet
I'm in the lights
Star of the play
And now I'm perfect
Finally
I'm everything
You want of me
This is a very beautiful poem. Great job
There is nothing more beautiful thsn the ethereal illusion of the ballet dancer.
Only those who have aspired or who have achieved the priveledge of the dance know the sweat & the secret price that is paid to do what is required to maintain this image.
Well done.
Amy
Gentle is the night♥
Dear Tori,
As an aspring ballerina myself, I love the poem! :) It is very true, and very cute! Thank you!
Love ya,
Janet