I listened to Tiny Dancer last night and thought of you leaping across the stage
make-up done up
long hair you always wished short tied in a bun
matching outfit with sequins
if I look close enough I can tell you tried to get the scuffs off of your shoes for this moment
but they are time worn and will never fade--
a testimony to your hours upon hours of practice for this moment
the moment you shine on that stage
with precision and elegance to your movements
I listed to Tiny Dancer last night trying to remember the feeling of freedom that you used to give me