The Actress
Behind the theatres locked doorsa small stage stands silently longing.
Its curtains flung open wide,
like arms yearning a lovers embrace.
A young actress has left her impression.
Her poised foot steps are still felt
on the creaky, but stout set floor.
Her lilting laugh lingers in the air,
like cigarette smoke in a tavern.
The sincere inflections of her voice
bounce off the walls in endless repeat
each echo more beautiful than the last.
For now, she has bid this theatre farewell
in search of new roles on a larger stage.
Yes, she ought to be in pictures
no part is too big, or too small.
Perhaps...Someday...If there is truth in destiny,
she will captivate the hearts of millions.
Behind the theatres locked doors
a small stage remembers with a smile
the days it held a star on the rise
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