Whirl Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Whirl



They whirl
They swirl
They spin around

They sweat
They grin
They hit the ground

These are the young performers
Whose cobweb hopes and dreams
Are fragile as small dewdrops
That die in life's sunbeams

They whirl
They swirl
They spin around

They sweat
They grin
They hit the ground

Feet sore
Bones tore
They can't be found.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Watching young figure skaters push their bodies to the limit, always smiling.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margaret O Driscoll 09 January 2016

'Fragile as small dewdrops that die in life's sunbeams', how wonderfully worded! !

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