Big Time

so I did not make the big time
I was deemed to come up short
my feet would not dance just right
that's what it said in my minds report

my choice of song left wanting
my voice not strong enough
and probably much more than this
these thoughts right off the cuff

disappointed **** right I am
I inhaled the smell of the crowd
for one short moment I came back to life
my soul screaming out loud  

see I can do this I really can
I have so much more inside
though not an idol or a star
but I refuse to hide

hey I'm not raising sour grapes
they did give me a chance
and though I did not show any fear
this glass of wine spilled on my pants

next time around I'll give it more
I'll pretend I'm Fred Astaire
or maybe even the Dancing Stars Max  
feet flying everywhere

I'll sing just like a bluebird
not screech like my backyard friend
I'll be the Phantom of the Opera
I must believe this is not the end

Gomer LePoet...