They are all so beautiful,
Slender like blades of grass, gracefully dancing across the floor.
I wait until the next set of girls moves up, and I sneak behind all of them
I don’t understand the steps.
This is all so easy for them
Like baby food.
I watch in awe
I wish I could move like that
So beautiful.
I laugh at myself inside
For signing up
And laying out all my money
Thinking I would just
Learn it all
I could keep up!
But here I am.
I clumsily follow the next routine
Missing all the turns and jumps
At the end we’re supposed to free style.
I stop where she stopped teaching
And watch the other girls move like poetry in motion
Elegance dipped in youth.
I’m as still as a statue
Arms crossed
Fighting back tears
It moves me to near crying
So beautiful
But sad
I’ll never get there
“NO!” I shout back to that little voice
“That’s not true…I’ll get there!”
I’m bigger than all the other girls
It shouldn’t matter
At my age
But it does
Cuts like a razor
I “dance to the music” in my own room
Move to words that raise goosebumps when I’m not the 15th girl
Who makes partnering uneven
I’m too uncomfortable
Too big
They’re all so beautiful
But Caroline, you are beautiful.
ReplyDeletei meant beautiful dancing :) but OH MY GOSH THANK YOU I LOVE YOU THAT MADE ME CLAP MY HANDS WITH JOY!!!
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