Lilly’s heart soared when the beautiful ballerina stepped out; the graceful steps she took to the spotlight mesmerising her, her eyes fixed on the ballerina’s perfectly poised hand as she positioned herself to begin.
Lilly’s breath caught in her throat as the hypnotic pirouette increased in speed, to such a point she could no longer see the ballerina’s face, just the perfect outline as she spun on her blocked toes.
Lilly clutched her mother’s hand when the male dancer leapt onto the stage and picked up the ballerina, tossing her about as though she was nothing but a feather being buffeted in a breeze.
Then as they danced together, each step in sync, not a ballet shoe out of place, and Lilly’s heart ached for such an interaction.
When the curtain came up and the audience gave them a standing ovation - those closest showering the stage with roses - Lilly knew what she wanted to be when she grew up.
Great, I too wrote on the mother and bellerina daughterReplyDelete
Tina from The Sunny Side of Life
So many girls dream to be a ballerina. Loved the emotions here! Honest and innocent!ReplyDelete
The Ballerina inspired her :)ReplyDelete
Nice story, Miranda!
She was dazzled by the performance and inspired to follow. Nice one.ReplyDelete