Moved By You
Grace,
she pleases us
with her presence,
and devoted elegance.
Yes, the pale ballet shoes have come out to play.
Grace our friend,
grace our guide,
come slip thy toes into us,
for we are slightly rusty,
and would be honoured to dance with you.
Every step,
every jump,
we move with her.
Grace,
please take us with you.
Liven up the pace,
but don't skip a beat,
for timing is everything,
and balance is essential
for what you do.
Soft arms
sway above us.
Sturdy quads,
and defined calves,
always power through.
Point and then flex.
Soon comes the grand finish,
and a standing ovation,
gracing us with your presence
couldn't feel any more delicate.
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