Light Cue Go

Red, fiery hair.

She isn't scared.

I never knew I would love it so much.

But she opened my eyes,

Showed me the beauty behind the stage.

How the sound board worked,

How every light illuminated the stage.

How the simple words,

"Light cue go"

Could make me feel like I'm on top of the world.

I had everything at my fingertips.

She was the reason I love it so much.

She is my mentor.

 

This poem is about: 
My community

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