Her Virtue

January 28, 2012
By anna_bear15 BRONZE, Snohomish, Washington
anna_bear15 BRONZE, Snohomish, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket.


Musical legs blend with the opaque tights
that long ago were a part of her skin.
Silk shoes draw pink laces around small shins.
This is her calling, but harsh mem’ries fight.
In a time when shadows rose to new heights,
all hope dissipated. Her faith was thin.
Trembling fingers tie lace with sweet chagrin.
Hearts without dance resemble a lead kite.
Heels rise up, toe shoes carry me away
to a place none can reach but the music.
Bright colors revive my monotone gray
world. Movement becomes the lone dynamic
to my blank canvas. Only a preview,
a lost girl comes home with untold virtues.


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