Pretty ballerinas

An absolutely gorgeous sky this morning but I couldn't do it justice, Lynn captured it superbly. The day turned out to be grey and cold once the red sky disappeared, typically it was a day when I had to go by bus with a lady who I support, we were both really cold by the time we had stood for half an hour for the bus.

When I came home from work this evening I noticed that my fushias are still looking great. So they were blipped. I used the flash as the lighting was awful and it made the sky appear brilliant blue.

Dance, Ballerina, Dance

Moment filled with memories
She stoops to fix her shoe
Her heart is racing quickly
Her dress rehearsal due

Stage is like an ocean
Where crystals seems to shine
Beckons her to dance upon
Reflections of life's time

Suddenly she rises
She sees the magic there
Running in a gust of wind
She dances with great flair

Movement of a willow
So gracious as she sways
Gentle sounds of orchestra
Each step her grand ballet

Destiny is born now
Her graceful moves divine
Pirouettes across the stage
Her shadow now aligns

Dance of life begins now
Her music special score
Bowing for the audience
She hears the words encore.

Francine Pucillo