Ballerina

Those were the days,
When I wore my shoes
And twirled on my toes,
Bliss all around,
An air of warmth,
Music in my ears,
Feet that tapped,
And never ceased to dance,
Until the world tumbled,
And it hit me hard,
That I could never dance,
The music now seems,
Far too painful,
A stark remembrance,
Of the reality,
That I could never be,
The Ballerina I once was.

Zoe k

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