The Understudy

At first glance, he seemed so young, And so terribly small but enchanting 'He's only thirteen' someone whispered. Yes, only thirteen and holding everyone In the palms of his hands with anticipation. We were entranced by his poise as he Approached the podium.. His back was straight, his head high, He was in total control. He acknowledges the applause with a Slight manly bow He raises the baton, turns slowly to the orchestra... He falters...but for a moment only. Scattered muffled laughter throughout the crowd... We are aware of his own silent laughter, his Shoulders shaking. Our little giant raises the baton and suddenly There is only the music... We are mesmerized. Every movement captivates and enslaves our hearts. We explode with applause when he takes his Final bow. 'Encore! Encore! ' We chant. He turns, and raises his baton, again.