Reflections on a Ballerina

 

You were found

right before first position,

just for a while.

 

We brushed prayers out and up

for beauty not to be fleeting,

just for a while.

 

We rubbed our toes in your chalk

pictures on the driveway,

just for a while.

 

Our arms were extended,

flowing like a swan’s,

just for a while.

 

And we gathered you

under our wings,

just for a while,

 

because,

in a while

you will dance.