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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dancer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The picture hangs upon the wall<br>of a slender woman, une eleve<br>She is eternally en pointe<br>a Student of great Nurerev.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>With Martha Graham’s Corps de ballet<br>She’d danced (before the children came) <br>Performed a beautiful Glissade-<br>enjoyed, for a while, a muted fame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Light and shade proportionate<br>here catch her look of radiant joy<br>The dancer, ignorant of her fate, <br>seems more a heavenly envoy.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>But you and I both know the rest-<br>The ravages of age and time<br>The sad result of little strokes<br>that slow the step and cloud the mind.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Here is her cane, her walker too<br>Their owner has succumbed to age<br>There will not be a pas de deux<br>Nor bouquets tossed upon the stage.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a></strong></div>