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A Young Soul Devoted to Dance
I walked into the small room with
 metallic mirrors covering an entire wall.
 My little body dressed in a creamy
 pink
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
   leotard 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    & white tights
 topped off with tube socks over my tights 
 you can tell my mother dressed me
 
 My 5 year old heart was PoUnDiNg
 It sounded as if a THOUNDERSTORM was in my chest 
 I couldn’t wait to start dance class
 I could tell, then and there that in my soul I was born to dance
 
 My mom seemed just as thrilled as I was
 She yanked her camera from her purse,
 with a quick swift motion
 and got a snapshot of me grinning from ear to ear
 A missing front tooth showed all the youth that was bubbling inside me
 As my mom left, I shed a single t
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
     e
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
     a
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
     r
 
 
 
 
 
 almost as if I was afraid she would forget about me
 
 I wiped away the wetness that stained my checks 
 put on my satin, pink ballet slippers,
 stepped onto the hard wooden floor, 
 and plie'd into a new beginning
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