When she dances <br />Bathed in a waterfall of moonlight, <br />I can see the gentleness <br />In her delicate eyes. <br /> <br />She’s often flirtatious <br />Evenings on a city balcony <br />Whispering seductively <br />Softer than a baby’s kiss. <br /> <br />She laughs holding her wineglass <br />While disco music plays on midnight dance floors, <br />And she’s completely the woman <br />All the breathless boys adore. <br /> <br />She deserves all this happiness and more, <br />Her beauty shimmers unparalleled <br />From ancient times that came before; <br />But like a protective father, <br />I worry for her safety <br />In this cruel, demoralizing world <br />That makes sport of a girl <br />When she shatters in some glamorous tragedy <br />For the exciting media flash of the lonely moment.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sport-of-a-girl/
