Spring

Change is in the air

stirring deep within
a woman
learning to love herself

She longs
for the exquisite beauty
others describe;

She yearns
to feel the warmth of the sun
on her skin,

to dance en pointe
like a ballerina
in the wind

She waits patiently
for her time to come,
emerging

from the cold harsh winter
like the first blooms
of spring.

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