BALLERINA DANCING IN THE SKY

WRITTEN FOR SOMEONE WHO LOST HER THREE YR OLD GRAND DAUGHTER IN MAY HOPE I HAVE DONE HER JUSTICE

She sits in her rocking chair
Staring straight ahead.
Clutching a picture of little girl
As her tears now start to shed.

Tiny ballerina slippers
She see's hanging on the wall.
With pretty purple ribbons,
They two, neither worn at all.


Little eyes like Bambi
Smile right back at her.
Brown hair flowing in the breeze
Now seems just a blur.


Her mind travels back in time
When her laughter filled the air.
Now the damn old memory
Sometimes is way to much to bear.

She had called her "Nana"
Grandma she could not say.
When she said that "Nana" word
Well, she always got her way.

Was a day not so long ago
She was sitting on her knee,
Asking with those Bambie eyes
"Nana , will you dance with me ?"


For I want be a ballerina.
Have purple ribbons in my hair.
Wear those tiny little slippers
And go twirling through the air.

She never got that chance
To put those ribbons in her hair
Or wear the tiny slippers
She never twirled through the air.


She dances now for Jesus
Twirls across a stage of gold.
She is a twinkling little star
Every night an encore to behold.

  Her "Nana" sees her every night
Though tears she still does cry
A smile does comes across her face
Seeing her ballerina, dancing in the sky.

Reviews

[Kat Collins]

Such sadness to lose a child so young. Your tribute is heart-felt.

[StarSandwich]

Sorry I've been away for awhile. :/ But great first piece to read to welcome me back to writers cafe :D I'll be getting though your poems as the days pass.

So what can I say about this. Its sad, the child died young. But she knows. Up in heaven she will dance and she will get her chance to be a true Ballerina dancing up high in the sky.... :D

[Kenneth The Poet]

Good, somber piece.