Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera, or it's characters.
Summary: A little poem about Madame Giry's dancing career.
Prima.
Her love of dance,
Adoring cheers,
Triumphant Smile,
Her Glory Years.
Her sweeping bow,
She blows a kiss,
A rose-lined stage,
Ballet bliss.
Her dancing legs,
Flit down a hall,
Down winding stairs,
A sudden fall…
Her love of dance,
Adoring cheers,
All over now,
Her glory years.