You Were

You Were

By Julia Walsh

You were a tapper,

Full of beats and rhythm.

You practiced day and night

As if tomorrow you would forget.

You belonged on stage,

On the stage was where

You were most comfortable.

You smiled as you danced,

And you loved to be in the spotlight.

You danced like no one was watching,

And sang like no one was listening.

You dreamed of becoming a professional dancer,

And set goals to become one.

Her tap shoes opened up

A whole new world.

They spoke through the,

Flap, Shuffle, and Stamp

Noises that they made.

She tapped a rhythm of colorful beats,

All while smiling and enjoying herself

Throughout the whole thing.

She struggled to become one of the best,

Even though she had a disadvantage.

And when she got on top,

She stayed there.

Until

It became too much,

And she left without a sound.

Her tap shoes had become silent,

They no longer held a beat.

What she had worked so hard for,

Was now thrown away,

Like it had meant nothing.

Growing up was what she had to do,

A “real” career was what she would need.

But soon enough her eyes would open up,

To the great world she dreamed of.

She fought against all odds,

Went and opened other doors,

And is now defying gravity.

On stage is where she’ll stay,

Singing and dancing will remain,

And she will always be thankful

For that little girl who will always

Be inside of her every step of the way.