Dancer

Tiny tutu-clad twirler

Starry-eyed gazer at the “big girls” across the floor

Sticky fingers clutching a tattered stuffed rabbit

Dizzily spinning to Raffi singable songs

 

Awkward middle schooler

Coltish legs clad in pink tights

Battered feet with missing toenails

First painful turns en pointe

 

Emerging performer

Powerful feet take flight

Dancer and music

Completely become one

 

Confident young woman

Leaping through life

Completely invincible

Celebrating joy in every movement

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