There is a dream
that lays deep in her closet.
Piles and piles
of Broadway posters,
monologues,
and a pair of tap shoes.
It's been...
almost three years since she last saw this dream,
but she has left it even since,
letting it hid behind the wooden door.
Sometimes
she will stare at the rain
and wish that it was all back
that she was
a performer,
again.
But she will stare at the haunting photo
that lies on her desk
and remember her father-
and suddenly she returns
to reality.
How can she go on without him?
Child, I want you to go on with your dreams,
no matter how impossible they seem to reach,
no matter what stands in your way,
you must go on.
-
Twelve years have passed by.
The girl cradles the faded photo in her hand
and stares at her father's picture.
no matter what stands in your way,
you must go on.
And she did.
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