Through The Windows Of October #12 2016

Hello my lovely friends. Enjoy today’s poem and illustration.

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Little Dancer

Little dancer
Floating across the room

What must you feel
Weaving like an ancient loom

Full of grace
Transcending time and space

Strong bones
Long legs wrapped in muscle

Listening to tones
Of visual music

Spinning around
Until you hit the ground

We get lost
Deep within your laughter

Laughing is tossed
Aside. Tears begin to flow

Because one word
You heard from miles away

I spend ages
Rebuilding you. Wanting you to stay

But one day
You go only leaving your shadow

We put you
Into the cold hard earth

We sing your song
Because for you, we long

Little dancer
Why did you die?

Why did you
Give up over stupid words?

We see you
Walking around in business suits

But you killed
Something inside yourself

That day
You listened to what they say

Keep following your dreams. Keep doing every little thing that makes you, you! 

Allie ❤

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”  ― Ralph Waldo Emerson