Perfect Poem by Elizabeth Shield

She danced a dance no living heart had seen
And only angels rivaled all her grace
Yet even as the pure white swans will preen
She smoothes her long black hair from round her face

She, in her wisdom, ran the longest mile
Not listening to any harker's cry
And kept her values with her all the while
If she were any faster she would fly

This one, you think, hasn't a single flaw
With every move, of this you wold be sure
Only to find, she's broke the natural law
And gravity wont hold her to this earth

But even as the bonds that held her here,
Were loosed, she ran on bravely with no fear