@+e Forum The Dancer

    She moves like an Angel with gossamer wings with all the delights that being from heaven brings that angelic smile that lights up a room and her wonderful hearts glow that always lifts the gloom   As she dances and twirls around her dress flowing yet so near the ground as it rises up her long legs come into view when the pirouette she tries to do   Up on tiptoe she glides around the audience making no sign of sound breathtaking maneuvers she makes at will the scenery behind her quiet and still   Pictures of an enchanted forest show All she wants the people to know what her dance is all about without having to sing or shout   The stories simple easy to follow as she dances in sleepy hollow whether daytime or night time scene she glides around the floor like she’s in a dream   As she skips and jumps and does her turn young girls in the audience sit mesmerized and yearn to be just like her a star so bright and have that moment, a great first night   All that training, all that work never a moment to rest or shirk if to be that shining star on the stage you need to start dancing at an early age   So much dedication and the heart to make it through from the very start the sacrifices’ that she has made to be at the top, where she has stayed   And as she moves with delicate ease the only sound a muffled sneeze to see this artiste in full bloom as she captivates everyone’s heart in the room