The Stage by dfhrf555fcg


									                  The Stage

           The stage curtains open,
       The spotlight begins to brighten.
        The soft music starts to play,
  I dance the dance I've practiced each day.

                I jump on my toes,
              My heart is pounding,
     I pirouette and leap gracefully around.
        I sauté up and plié to the ground.

               As the music fades,
          And the lights begin to dim.
            I run to my final position,
          I have fulfilled my ambition:

It was my dream to dance on a stage this grand,
          And not that's been achieved.
         I've finally become a dancer….
        I want to repeat it all over again!


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