Do you dream of being a famous ballerina?This book is overflowing with graceful and glorious poems about arabesques, ballet lessons, glittering tutus, ribbons and - gulp! - performing in a big recital. Perfect for all budding ballerinas. On pointe That's where I want to go, Poised upon one magic toe, Not a wobble, not a lurch, Still as statues in a church. Arms raised high and eyes cast low, Dressed in feathers white as snow, Not a flicker, not a shake, Motionless beside the lake. Round about the stage I'll glide While the moonlit cygnets hide, Not a stumble, not a sway, I'll be there ON POINTE some day.