Elena Plotkin Poems
They used to call me twinkle toes,
And I had my fill of admirers and beaus.
I was quite a dancer of ballet,
My pirouette and my grand plié
were talked about for months and days.
I had my choice of theaters and plays.
I was photographed and interviewed.
I had rich men begging me for an interlude.
I had money tossed at me as if it were confetti,
I was envied by people that were talentless and petty.
And then all at once at the very peak of my illustrious career,
I lost it all because I developed a taste for hamburger and beer.
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To be loved by someone other than family,
To be treasured by someone other than friends,
To be respected by someone other than colleagues,
Is to be regarded with envy by both women and men.
(C) 2013 Copyright Elena Plotkin