Beautiful Being

Barely opening her eyes to the world,
a little baby girl was born.
Two parents, one home, that's was the life.
The American Dream that's hard to achieve...
the opportunity to strive, struggle, and survive.
That's what her parents did for her...
All the potential in the world...
God loved His little baby girl.
Arms swingin' and Legs kickin'
Dancin' to the rhythm of life.
Growing up and stretchin' out,
She danced to the rhythm of life.
Minnie Mouse outfit the first day of school,
and Fruit Loops to share with the class,
She searched for her own rhythm.
Mommy and Me ballet and tap class,
She began her own rhythm.
Transferring to a private school,
and wearing a blue plaid Uniform,
She struggled to find her own rhythm.
Ballet, Tap, and Jazz on Thursdays,
She found a pattern to her rhythm.
Inducted into Company A,
She set the opening of her dance.
Going into middle school,
Lots of friends, Lots of excitement,
She practiced that rhythm.
Moving up to Company B,
Jazz Dancer of the Year,
She found her style of rhythm.
High school, freshman year,
Varsity Dance Team,
She practiced that style.
Moving on to Company C,
Ensemble Dancer of the Year,
She set the body work of her dance.
African Dance 1,2, and 3,
She found her beat of rhythm.
Moving to the top of the Company, D...
Dance Captain,
Principal Dancer of Spirit,
Artistic Director of the Year,
She found her direction and future.
Senior Year,
African, "Passion,"
Artistic Solo,
She found her own passion, Dance.
"Phenomal Woman."
She's a woman, Phenomally.