Melody Moves
Melody moves dainty feet bare
as zephyrs whiff her fragrant hair.
Prima girl dances on her toes
though she cries, nobody knows...
muse-ical notes float in the air.
Pepper and zest enhance her flare,
yet pirouettes cause eyes to tear.
Music is wherever she goes,
Melody moves.
Up on her toes, ignores what's there;
dance for today, live on a prayer.
Still performing the pomp she knows,
delicate fluidity shows,
though broken, she does persevere,
Melody moves.
Susan Ashley
July 19, 2017
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