April Dancers

This poem was written about a book I read called "The Last April Dancers." If you have read the book you will probably understand, otherwise it might not make sense.

By Jessica

• The moon is high,
• Her dress is new,
• The grass is wet,
• Her dream come true.
• They begin to dance,
• He takes her arm,
• Spins her round,
• She knows no harm.
• In the orchard,
• At the farm,
• They'll dance forever,
• Arm in arm.
• Together forever,
• Beautiful prancers,
• They are the last,
• Of the April Dancers.