I saw a dancer, <br />dancing across a stage, <br />i heard her footsteps, <br />and they sang the song of death. <br /> <br />I watched her slowly, <br />her motions fading, <br />into the darkness, <br />of the solo steps. <br /> <br />I read her letter, <br />one saying she is done, <br />with every motion, <br />she was known to take. <br /> <br />And then later, <br />i watched her walk, <br />into the ocean, <br />in the dark of night. <br /> <br />I never saw her, <br />after that night, <br />she was the dancer, <br />that once danced, <br />across....the....stage....<br /><br />Sandra jacks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-saw-a-dancer/
