Had No Idea She Could Look Girly

Lilian invited us to her recital she was a quintessential tomboy We could not imagine her in a skirt Or as a dancer We attended anyway, for she was our friend. We had always seen her in bulky sweats. We had no idea she was light on her feet or that she could look girly. The prima donna was a whirlwind of activity she looked like a bonfire, popping in oranges and yellows Glitzy sparks appeared to leap from her tulle skirt. We were mesmerized, was that Lilian? She held us captive with her beauty. We would never see her as a lumpy tomboy again. Now that we had seen her as a dancer. She was exquisite, the quintessential ballerina!