Irene Therese Xavier
The Swan Lake Ballet - Poem by Irene Therese Xavier
The audience was filled with excitement!
The curtain was raised
And it revealed the famous Ballerina
With a host of ballerinas at the lake.
Graceful as swans
And costumed in white,
They were a sight
Of sheer delight.
The scene was serene,
The music endearing,
And the Ballerina,
Raising her arms
She danced with artistic gestures,
Pirouetting and leaping up and down
On her feet...again and again.
After the finale of the dying swan,
The audience applauded enthusiastically
With encore after encore
And clamoring for more.
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