The Garden Dancer Poem by Casey Jarrell
The Garden Dancer
On a day when the sun first rose,
there was a woman standing in a graceful pose.
In her mouth,
there was a rose.
When she spun,
she threw it to the person she closely knows.
When she first raised her hand,
she would jump and flip to grab a rose when she would land.
She would dance within the circle of white.
Then she would rest and enjoy the garden of light.
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