she will dance

Tomorrow is Ellie's big ballet recital.   

I can't wait to see her dance.  

I know she may not do it perfectly.  

Her wispy hair may be falling out of her bun.  

She may be shaking her booty when its time to chasse.  

She may be late on her bow.  

But she will dance.  

And she will be proud.  

And she will love it.

And so will I.