Leaving the house at dawn is such a pleasure.
Running with the heavy bag of gear
Is empowering, a reassuring treasure.
Singing under her breath, she has no fear.
It's her favorite activity, there is nothing like it,
And she just knows that she will make it.
The team meets up, they all adorn their skates,
And test the ice together, bubbling with motivation.
When the coach enters, they hide their agitation,
And take in their own hands their fates.
Five little girls, cheeks rosy from the cold,
All dreaming of reaching the legends of old.
Today is a special day, and they all feel grown-up,
In their eyes, passion and excitement flare up.
The first lesson of a very long list of teachings,
The first enabler of what they dream of reaching.
It's their first element of ice dancing,
A step-sequence, simple but entrancing.
Attentively, they follow the instructions,
Watch and learn, and ask so many questions,
Do all they can, accept no misconstructions.
Finally, they line up and listen to the last suggestions.
None really knows where to begin,
But they try their best to master the spin.
Step after step they become more confident,
With every fall they come back stronger.
In the eyes we can start to see the dent,
But no one is leaving, they all want to stay longer.
It is as nice as it is amusing, especially together,
Although the time comes when they have to gather.
The day ends on a beautiful note, full of proud smiles.
They are so similar, but have their different styles.
Passion unites them and you cannot mistake it,
As five little girls dream big and are sure to make it.
Even on hard soil they never stop dancing their routine,
The sensation of slippery ice only needing to come from within.
YOU ARE READING
InkTober 2020 (written)
Historia CortaInkTober is originally a series of daily ink drawing "challenges", initiated by James Parker. Throughout October, a new word is given every day. Since I'm not good at drawing but I wanted to try it out, I decided to write short stories/poems instea...
