Ballerina
She sways like a flower amidst the wind
Bending but never breaking with each blow
She dances with grace even in the rain
Steady and unshaken, always aglow
She sways like a flower amidst the wind
Bending but never breaking with each blow
She dances with grace even in the rain
Steady and unshaken, always aglow
She had her hair done up, a chestnut shade
As the sun illuminated her face
She was lost in a book, I am afraid
Perhaps she was in some mythical place
Oh, beautiful flower in the meadow
Your fragrance is so intoxicating
It lingers for a while like an echo
An aroma so pure and alluring
She is like a river so pure and wild
With her soul running deep and full of life
Her curves move gently along the hillside
Yet enough to carve the earth like a knife
Sealed in a chrysalis, soon to be free
She is majestic going through a change
Gaining her strength, mighty as she can be
She is a beauty queen waiting to reign