Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Day 365: One.

Like a ballerina pirouetting across an empty stage,
As gracefully as she can,
She takes a giant leap and exits stage right.
No thunderous applause.
No symphony reprise.
No encore.
Just the soft rustle of the curtain fall,
A full, fast-beating heart,
A smiling face,
And the echo of one last dance.

1 comment:

  1. NO WAY! I'mma be applauding thunderously! Congrats to you for sticking with it!!! That's a pretty amazing accomplishment. And you've accrued a nice collecting of really great writing for the dubya dubya and the free world, dammit! Blog well done!! :) xo