She pulled up her pointe shoes,
nervous as always she was,
she was expecting a miracle
to overcome the worst.
Decked with white paint
And red glimmer,
A glistening attire, with a
Rose on the bosom.
and those gifted shoes
Her blind granny had managed to scrape.
She peeped through those magnificent drapes
her eyes scanned that familiar face,
with a dark sigh, she saw her reflection
which seemed a perfection in itself
She knew the truth and the others too.
The trainer seemed busy preparing
the finest of the lot to perform the best!
She just gave a minor pat on her back,
and whispered,” All the best, Jackie”
Well, that was the bitter truth,
however, you try to shell it!
Her grouping was announced on the dais
at exactly the same time, someone stole a moment
to whisper something in her ears.
The music rolled open,
Eyes were stuck to the one on the center-stage,
But the scanning vision soon found a
tall, beautiful one at the end row
performing with such poise and polish
that the others were soon forgotten.
Her teacher blinked her eyes, more than twice,
Was she really Jackie performing out there?
She wondered again and again.
Jackie’s performance shook her and the crowd,
and when the act drew to its close,
it was honored with the most deserving applause.
The teacher hugged her pupil
with tears pouring out,
“I am so proud of you, Jackie,
Immensely stunned with your performance today”
Jackie’s eyes were watery too,
the kind of water which could wash your face.
“My Granny left me today,
And I know for sure that
She can see me now.
I simply couldn’t have let her down.”
