Theater cases filled with seasoned shoes and visions of
a sliding curtain’s song fatigued with stories, whispered love
Another year gone by will host new memories that beam
from a small black box which carries shows and silent tears that stream
lightly from a weathered body doth the artists’ hope conceal
the secret of a tired athlete lies in discipline’s reveal
As we take our final bow, lean limbs encumbered by our act
applauded by the hands that came to see our evening’s work react
you see, the flight of every artist starts with aspirations high
absorbs the burden of our lofty dreams that gently dance on by
toward the wings of great divide which mark a magic space’s start
a sacred Opera House’s stage that holds each ballerina’s heart.
Thank you for another season brimful with memories I’ll cherish forever…Happy Summer!