Ballet

• Katherine-elizabeth Kriel, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2018

As the sun in the sky,
She danced like the rain,
She's as graceful as a butterfly,
She's different but they're the same,
She listens and learns,
The other dancers are horrible,
They stumble, trip up, they burn,
The crowd is bedazzle,
She leaps and jumps,
The others all fail,
She gets more and more pumped,
She leaps, she is able,
She is able to fly,
She goes higher and higher,
Up, up into the sky,
The others watch jealousy, their cheeks on fire,
She lands carefully without a sound,
Every thing is in a pause,
Then people clap and cheer, the thundering is loud.
An with a bow, the cheer is now applause!