Bend the way of the dancer.
Bend the foot perpendicular to the floor.
Bend and show me I still have it,
Years have fallen far on the other side of youth,
But if I you manage a deep plie`, knees turned outward,
at attention and poised.
I’ll be most grateful.
Sway to the movement of the song.
Will you draw back the curtain of time?
Slightly enough to see a glimmer of the dance
and welcome briefly the body of my youth.