Performance

A girl stood alone, In a broad daylight; I admire, Days changed, but she stood alone, Will this show end, I desire. Like Pierrot, she stood in aware, They enjoyed the live performance, There, I can see her seeping away, My hands tied, permanent stance. The last time she stood, The deed seemed effortless, I bet, There, she reached the goal and crushed, All the act, performance, angst upon it. I contented and pray that the standing girl retire. edited 2/12/2020