my aunt, Ann Etgen-Atkinson, practicing for her performance in NYC, circa 1950
DANCER'S LEAP ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ on tiptoes light, a dancer spins, in every leap, a new world begins, grace and poise in harmonious blend, telling tales without words, messages send.
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