When She Danced

mother sets the table

tears on the plates

while father reads the paper

to distract himself from pain

such a beauty when she danced

the sun on our trail

the enchantment when she laughed

'till the end of her tale

all these questions with no answer

not a warning, not a sign

only pictures of a modern dancer

off balance on the line of time

such a beauty when she danced

the sun on our trail

the enchantment when she laughed

'till the end of her tale

alone with her sadness

troubled in her mind

always covered with lightness

yet spinning through the night

a beauty when she danced

the sun on our trail

the enchantment when she laughed

'till the end of her tale

such a beauty when she danced

the sun on our trail

still enchanted though she left

past the end of her tale