The Dancer


Her graceful moves were heartwarming

Seen from anybody’s eyes

She twirled all ‘round the dance floor

But it was no surprise


With every eye only on her

She knew it was her time

The music began to pick up

It rang just like a chime


So beautiful with every step

Some tears would come to eyes

Her ballet dancing was the best

Despite all of the lies


As she spun the tempo increased

Along with the crowd’s awe

Poised and perfect she danced

As if it was just a law


Her moves showed all of the truth

Dancing was in her heart

As if that was the only proof

She danced like it was art


Her elegant ways she showed off

Her lovely style was there

And as she took her final steps

There was no silence to spare

The End

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