She sucks in the last of her breath
She can feel the pressure in her chest
Up on her tippy-toes and hold
If she could just prefect this move, she could have it all
She lets go of her breath
And lets her body gracefully slack
The curtain shuts and the crowd cheers
Dissipating all her fears
…
She opens her eyes
Revealing a darkly lit room
Now if she could only do this well
Tomorrow at the performance
Another _picture it & write inspiration!
Nice twist at the end. I thought she was already there! Thanks for contributing this week. 🙂
– Ermisenda
Thank you!
yes….The performance…the game…always different
indeed…Thank you for the comment!
Nice that you included the curtain and the cheers even though it was a rehearsal.
hehe, thank you!