Ballet

• Hettie Zygier, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2011

ballet,it made me feel like shouting, that i was warm and cozy in my mothers arms but that was never going to happen.I danced like it was a never ending dance it felt like it was meant to be like i was meant to dance that if i really tried i would succeed.i walked to school feeling lonely as i did every morning thinking of dancing i couldn't get it out of my brain it was a nice feeling,it was the one good thing that would happen to me today.i went
to bed not thinking of anything but dance i got up out of bed and danced my finale dance.