15 September 2012
Gentle hands are curved, Into a perfect rainbow, Toes pointed, frozen in time, My face is aglow.
The spotlight clicks on, Soft music starts, Proudly I lift my head, My tutu sparkles like quartz.
Slowly I rise up, One step, then two, A spin, one turn, Then a leap is what I do.
Dancing on air, Spinning around, My confidence builds, I hardly touch the ground.
Twisting and leaping, The music sings, I glide through the air, Flying on wings.
I soar through the sky, And my tutu does too, But soon I have to, Bid the stage adieu.
As I come to a rest, There's one silent pause, Then I close my eyes, And wait for applause.
I know why there's no clapping, Even though how I have flown, For I am in my room. I am dancing alone.
My dream is to be, A beautiful dancer one day, Nothing will stop me, Or get in my way.
One Day... • Opuss № I