Little Ballerina

a precious girl so young and free came up to me and told me what she wanted to be i want to be a ballerina she said but shhe didnt understand her every wish was my great command that was years ago and man o man they went by so slow she hates the days i know because its all she says i told her to stick with it She told me I'm full of **** i told her to stick with her dreams but she just runs and screams but on the stage I can see her features change into somthing new they become bright with a certain kind of light and it reaches out to me i wish i could describe the way it makes me feel inside its love that is unknown and its my little girl all grown