Leah Ayliffe

Bronze Star - 2,439 Points (June 8,1991 / Toronto)

Little Ballerina - Poem by Leah Ayliffe

Dancing on the streets at night
The stars as her audience
Her arm reaches out in perfect alignment
Where magic falls from her fingertips
The wind wraps around her waist
As she twirls onto her toes
Moving as one with the trees
Their leaves that flow recklessly
The old souls that live within the bark
Are taken aback with awe
The moon sheds a glittering tear
Being in the presence of true beauty
The young girl moves like shes never known lies
She dances for the honesty and truth in life
Capturing the hearts of a couple that walks by
She will never be caught, though the day attempts
It is out to destroy the girl so pure
But the night is a blanket of a love that is real
Daytime dirt turns to nighttime dust
This soon turns to magic when the wind picks it up
The stardust carries around her legs
Up to her arms, shoulders and face
The grass below her feet is green and lush
Becoming apart of the world she made
Most of us dream to be part of nature’s beauty
But this tiny dancer has got natures tears
She is our mother earth in body form
A little ballerina and to be considered nothing more

Comments about Little Ballerina by Leah Ayliffe

  • Rookie Lyndsay Ayliffe (1/23/2010 9:34:00 PM)

    This is my favourite so far. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Stacey Watts (4/24/2009 12:17:00 AM)

    Very imaginative mother nature a beautiful ballerina. I love the way you orchestrated this piece. Truly amazing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 21, 2013

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