15 September 2012

I dance with grace and beauty,

Leaps high in the air,

With bold blue eyes shining bright,

And skin so pale and fair,

Lips as red as roses,

Cheeks a light, soft pink,

To remember my next move clearly,

I really have to think,

With my pretty tutu,

My hair in a neat, low bun,

I dance across the gleaming stage,

Nervous, but having fun.

GeorgiastarDancer • Opuss № I