Last Dance

My heart skipped a beat
As i rose to my feet
With hands cold and clammy
I falter through the dam in
My fading white gown
That swept me to the ground
The kicks and leaps and pirouettes
Took me to forget
The troubles of the world
That brung me fear and left me curled
That where now all in the past
From the magical dancing dust
Now when my happiness grows weak
Or i have a bleak and cruel week
I just remember the dance,
That one last dance

FOLLOW US was established in 1997, and since then we have successfully completed numerous short story and poetry competitions and publications.
We receive an overwhelming positive feedback each year from the teachers, parents and students who have involvement in these competitions and publications, and we will continue to strive to attain this level of excellence with each competition we hold.


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